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FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 


REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 


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A 

CATHOLICX 

SUNDAY-SCHOOL 
""hymF'book, 


CONSISTING   OF    HYMNS    CONTAINED    IN   THE 

MANUAL   OF   THE    SODALITY,    AND    A 

SELECTION    OF   OTHER    HYMNS 

ADAPTED    TO    CHILDREN. 


Fourth  Edition;  Enlarged. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

HENRY   MCGRATH. 

NO.   1  SOUTH  EIGHTH  STREET. 
1850. 


This  little  work  is  respectfully  dedicated 

tO  the  CHILDREN  OF  THE  CATHOLIC  SUNDAY- 
SCHOOLS  throughout  the  United  States,  by 

the 

PUBLISHER. 


PART  FIRST. 


INVOCATION  TO  THE  HOLY  GHOST. 

Vebti,  Creator  Spiritus  ; 
Mentes  tuorum  visita ; 
Imple  superna  gratia, 
Qua3  tu  creasti,  pectora, 

2  Hostem  repellas  longius, 
Pacemque  dones  protinus : 
Ductore  sic  te  pra^vio 
Vitemus  omne  noxium. 


Spirit,  Creator  of  mankind, 

Come,  visit  every  pious  mind, 

And  sweetly  let  thy  grace  invade 

Our  hearts,  O  Lord,  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Chase  from  our  minds  th'  infernal  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow ; 
And  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way. 


4  HYMNS. 

"  Come,  Holy  Ghost,"  arranged  and  adapted  to 
a  French  Air,  called  "Esprit  Saint,  descendez 
en  nous." 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  send  down  those  beams, 

(bis) 
Which  sweetly  flow  in  silent  streams, 
From  thy  bright  throne  above. 

2  O  Come,  thou  Father  of  the  poor ! 
Thou  bounteous  source  of  all  our  store ! 
Come,  warm  our  hearts  with  love,  with  love 

divine, 
Come,  warm  our  hearts  with  love,  with  love 

divine. 
Thou  bounteous  source  of  all  our  store, 
Come,  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 
Chorus. — Come,  Holy  Ghost,  &c. 

Come,  thou  of  Comforters  the  best, 
Come,  thou,  the  soul's  delightful  guest, 
The  Pilgrim's  sweetest  relief. 

Chorus. — Come,  Holy  Ghost,  &c. 


Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers : 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 


HYMNS. 

See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 

Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 
In  vain  we -strive  to  rise  ; 

Hosannahs  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


See  the  Paraclete  descending, 

Burning  with  celestial  fire ; 
Grace  and  truth  on  him  attending, 

Men  with  heavenly  love  inspire. 
Let  us,   Alleluias  singing, 

Offer  him  our  grateful  lays; 
He,  all  heavenly  graces  bringing, 

Merits  everlasting  praise. 

2  Men,  in  every  danger,  fearing, 
Now  the  greatest  dangers  scorn  ; 

Amidst  tortures  persevering, 

Show  themselves  in  Christ  new-born. 
Let  us,  Alleluias,  &c. 


Q  HYMNS. 

3  Fishermen,  by  thee  instructed, 
Jesus  to  the  world  proclaim  ; 

Infants,  by  thy  grace  conducted, 
Rather  die  than  slight  his  name. 
Let  us,  Alleluias,  &c. 

4  Idols  fall,  the  Devil  ceasing 
O'er  the  world  to  be  adored ; 

Faith  and  love  by  thee  increasing, 
All  confess  Thee,  sovereign  Lord. 
Let  us,  Alleluias,  &c. 

5  Source  of  love,  our  hearts  inflaming 
With  true  zeal  and  virtue  pure ; 

Grant  that  we  may,  in  heaven  reigning, 
Sing  thy  praise  for  evermore. 
Let  us,    Alleluias  &c. 


Ancient  Melody, — or  see  the  Paraclete. 
Veni  Sancte  Spiritus, 
Fit  emitte  caelitus, 
Lucis  Tuse  radium : 
Veni  Pater  pauperum, 
Veni  Dator  munerum, 
Veni  Lumen  cordium. 

O  Lux  beatissima, 
Reple  cordis  intima, 


HYMN8 


Tuorum  fidelum  ; 
Sine  Tuo  nomine, 
Nihil  est  in  homine. 
Nihil  est  innoxium. 


PART  SECOND. 

HYMNS  TO    THE    BLESSED    SACRAMENT,  AND    FOR 
HOLY  COMMUNION. 

Litany  of  the  Sacred  Heart,  as  sung  in  the  com 
munity  of  the  Sacred  Heart. 

Kyrie  Eleison.     Christe  Eleison. 

Christe  audi  nos. 

Christe  exaudi  nos. 

Cor  Jesu,  miserere  nobis. 

Cor    Jesu,    verbo    Dei    substantial  iter 

unitum, 
Cor  Jesu,  Dei  majestate  dignum, 
Cor  Jesu,  Dei  sanctitate  sanctum, 
Cor  Jesu,  Dei  bonitate  bonum, 
Cor  Jesu,  adoratione  Deo  debita  ado- 

randum, 
Cor  Jesu,  amore  Deo  digno  amandum, 
Cor  Jesu,  ineffabile, 

Cor  Jesu,  incomprehensibile,  I 

Cor  Jesu,  sanctissimce  Trinitas  sane-  1 

tuarium,  J 


9  HYMNS. 

Cor  Jesu,  charitatis  seternse  dignissima' 

sedes, 
Cor  Jesu,  pax  et  reconciliatio  nostra, 
Cor  Jesu,  hostia  vivens,  sancta  et  Deo 

placens, 
Cor  Jesu,  lancea  perforatum, 
Cor  Jesu,  refugium  nostrum  in  die  tri- 

bulationis, 
Cor  Jesu,  spes  in  te  morentium, 
Cor  Jesu,  delicise  sanctorum  omnium, 
Agnus  Dei  qui  tollis  peccata  mundi  mise 

rere  nobis,  Agnus  Dei,  <fcc. 


Tantum  ergo  Sacramentum 

Veneremur,  cernui : 

Et  antiquum  documentum 

Novo  cedat  ritui : 

Prsestat  fides  supplementum 

Sensuum  defectui. 

2   Genitori  Genitoque. 

Laus  et  jubilatio, 

Salus,  honor,  virtus  quoque 

Sit  et  benedictio : 

Procedenti  ab  utroque 

Compar  sit  laudatio.     Amen. 

P.  Panem  de  ca?lo  prsestitisti  eis, 

R.  Omne  delectamentum  in  se  habentem. 


11V  M  N  S.  9 

Adoro  te  supplex  latens  Deitas, 
Quoe  sub  his  figuris  vcre  latitas, 
Tibi  sc  cor  meum  totum  subjicit, 
Quia  te  contemplans  totum  deficit. 
A.doremus  in  asternum  sanctissimuin  Sacra- 
mentum  (bis.) 

2  Jesu  quern  velatum  nunc  aspicio 

Oro  fiat  illud  quod  tarn  sitio, 

Ut  te  revelata  clemens  facie, 

Visu  sini  beatus  tuse  gloria?. 
Adoremus  in  sternum,  &c. 


Ave  verum  corpus  natum, 
De  Maria  Virgine, 
Vere  passum  immolatum, 
In  cruce  pro  homine. 

Cujus  latus  perforatum, 
Unda  fluxit  cum  sanguine  : 
Esto  nobis  prsegustatum, 
In  mortis  examine. 

3  O  Jesu  dulcis  ! 
O  Jesu  pie ! 
O  Jesu  fili  Marias ! 
Tu  nobis  miserere  1 


10 


HYMN  S. 

O  Salutaris  Hostia 
Quee  cseli  pandis  ostium 
Bella  premunt  hostilia 
Da  robur,  fer  auxilium. 

2  Uni  trinoque  Domino, 
Sit  sempiterna  gloria 
Qui  vitam  sine  termino 
Nobis  donet  in  patria. 


ASPIRATION  BEFORE  COMMUNION 

Mr  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  I  call : 
O  come  to  me  from  heaven  above, 
And  be  my  God,  my  all. 

2  My  faith  beholds  thee,  Lord, 
Concealed  in  human  food ; 

My  senses  fail ;  but  in  thy  word 
I  trust,  and  find  my  God. 

3  O,  when  wilt  thou  be  mine, 
Sweet  lover  of  my  soul ! 

My  Jesus  dear,  my  King  divine  ; 
Come,  o'er  my  heart  to  rule. 


HYMNS.  H 

4  O  come !  and  fix  thy  throne 
In  the  midst  of  my  heart; 

O  make  it  burn  for  thee  alone, 
And  from  thence  ne'er  depart. 

5  Begone  ye  from  my  mind, 
Vain,  childish,  earthly  toys ; 

In  my  Jesus  alone  I  find 
True  pleasures,  solid  joys. 


What  happiness  can  equal  mine? 

I've  found  the  object  of  my  love  ■ 
My  Jesus  dear,  my  King  divine, 

Is  come  to  me  from  heaven  above; 
He  chose  my  heart  for  his  abode, 

He  there  becomes  my  daily  bread ; 
There  on  me  flows  his  healing  blood, 

There  with  his  flesh  my  soul  is  fed. 

I  am  my  love's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 

In  me  he  dwells,  in  him  I  live  ; 
What  greater  treasures  could  I  find  ? 

And  could  ye,  heavens,  a  greater  give  i 
O  sacred  banquet,  heavenly  feast ! 

O  overflowing  source  of  grace, 
Where  God  the  food,  and  man  the  guest, 

Meet  and  unite  in  sweet  embrace  ! 


12 


HYMN  S. 


3  Ye  angels,  lend  your  heavenly  tongues, 

Come,  and  with  me  in  praises  join ; 
Come  and  unite,  in  thankful  songs, 

Your  sweet,  immortal  voice  to  mine. 
Oh,  that  I  had  your  burning  hearts, 

To  love  my   God,  my  spouse   most 
dear ! 
Oh  that  he  would  with  flaming  darts 

Raise  in  my  heart  a  heavenly  fire. 

4  Dear  Jesus !  now  my  heart  is  thine  ; 

Oh  may  it  from  thee  never  fly  ! 
Hold  it  with  chains  of  love  divine, 

Make  it  be  thine  eternally. 
Vain  objects  that  seduced  my  soul, 

I  now  despise  your  fleeting  charms , 
In  vain  temptation's  billows  roll, 

I  lie  secure  in  Jesus'  arms. 


The  peace  of  a  Soul  that  loves  Jesus. 

Though  all  the  powers  of  hell  surround, 

No  evil  will  I  fear  ; 
For  while  my  Jesus  is  my  friend, 

No  dano-er  can  come  near. 


HYMNS.  13 

Chants. 
Then,  blessed  Jesus  !  dwell  with  me, 
And  make  me  burn  with  love  of  thee ; 
Oh  blessed  Jesus !  live  with  me, 
Till  I  may  die  and  live  with  thee. 

When  virtue  reigns  within  my  heart, 

And  sin  has  lost  its  sway  ; 
My  Jesus  will  his  sweets  impart, 

And  drive  all  care  away. 
Then,  blessed  Jesus,  &c. 

With  him  possessed,  all  nature  round. 

To  me  more  lovely  grows  ; 
Each  pleasure  heightens  in  my  breast, 

And  with  fresh  ardor  glows. 
Then,  blessed  Jesus,  &c. 

Then,  O  the  dear  enraptured  thought ! 

Ah  !  could  I  truly  say, 
It  is  no  longer  I  who  live, 

Tis  Jesus  lives  in  me  ! 
Then,  blessed  Jesus,  &c. 


Saving  host,  we  fall  before  thee, 
Trusting  in  our  Saviour's  word ; 

Thee  we  own  the  Lord  of  glory, 
Thee  we  own  our  sovereign  Lord, 


14 


II  V  M  N  S. 


While  our  evil  foes  contending, 
Threaten  our  eternal  loss  ; 

Be  with  heavenly  grace  defending, 
And  protect  us  with  thy  cross. 

From  thy  Father's  throne  descending, 

Thou  becom'st  our  daily  bread  ; 
Midst  celestial  hosts  attending, 

With  thy  flesh  our  souls  are  fed. 
Come,  thou  source  of  every  blessing, 

Warm  our  hearts  with  love  divine  : 
Let  thy  grace,  our  souls  possessing, 

Make  us  be  for  ever  thine. 


CAr*  it  be  that  my  God 

Comes  down  from  heaven  ! 
Makes  my  heart  his  abode, 

To  me  is  given  ! 

Yes,  yes,  within  my  breast 

£>oon  shall  my  Jesus  rest, 

Soon  shall  he  be  my  guest. 

Nor  thence  be  driven. 

2  No,  no,  my  trembling  heart, 
Leave  thee  !  no,  never  ! 
Never  shall  He  depart. 
What  can  us  sever? 


HYMNS.  15 

No,  no,  I  hear  Him  say, 
With  my  beloved  I'll  stay, 
My  love  shall  ne'er  decay, 
But  last  forever. 

3  Then,  O  my  Jesus,  come  ! 

Come  to  this  dwelling, 
Make  my  poor  heart  thy  home 

Make  thine  each  feeling. 
Still,  still,  my  blessed  God, 
Feed  me  with  this  sweet  food, 
Still  with  thy  sacred  blood 

All  my  wounds  healing. 

4  What,  save  my  God  above, 

Have  I  in  heaven  1 
And  what  to  win  my  love, 

Can  here  be  given  1 
Then,  then  my  happy  soul 
Thou  shalt  alone  control ; 
Thou  shalt  possess  the  whole, 
To  thee  still  cleaving. 

5  O,  for  such  love  as  this, 

What  now  returning  ! 
What  shall  repay  such  bliss, 
But  a  heart  burning ! 


16 


HYMNS. 


Burning  with  flames  of  love 
Till  with  my  God  above 
His  endless  joys  I  prove. 
With  Him  sojourning. 


Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul. 

Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  refuge  fly 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  thy  haven  guide — 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

Other  refuge  have  I  none — 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee  , 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 


HYMNS.  17 

For  Communion, 

O  what  could  my  Jesus  do  more, 
Or  what  greater  blessing  impart? 

O,  silence,  my  soul,  and  adore, 

And  press  him  still  nearer  thy  heart. 

'Tis  here  from  my  labors  I'll  rest, 

Since  he  makes  my  poor  hea'rt  his  abode 

To  him  all  my  cares  I'll  address, 
And  speak  to  the  heart  of  my  God. 

For  life  and  for  death  Thou  art  mine, 
My  Saviour,  I'm  sealed  with  thy  .blood ; 

Till  eternity  on  me  doth  shine, 
I'll  feed  on  the  flesh  of  my  God. 

In  Jesus  triumphant  I  live — 

In  Jesus  exultingly  die — 
The  terrors  of  death  calmly  brave — 

In  his  bosom  breathe  out  my  last  sigh. 


Hymn  to  be  sung  at  the  Elevation, 

Take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven, 
To  the  land  of  unchangeable  love, 

Let  wings  to  my  spirit  be  given, 
To  soar  to  my  country  above 
2 


18 


HYMNS. 


I  am  weary  of  life,  and  would  fain 

All  its  joys  and  its  sorrows  now  leave: 
I'd  flee  from  this  valley  of  pain, 
Bliss  eternal  from  thee  to  receive. 
Then  take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven, 
O  take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven. 

How  long  in  this  valley  of  tears 

Shall  I  linger,  an  exile  from  thee  ? 
O,  when  from  the  dangers  and  fears 

That  surround,  shall  my  spirit  be  free  1 
When  death  shall  release  me  at  last, 
And  my  soul  shall  from  earth  wing  its 
way, 
When  the  dream  of  this  life  shall  be  past, 
And  I'll  wake  in  eternity's  day. 

Then  take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven, 
Oh  take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven. 


First  Communion  Hymn. 
Wilt  thou  come  to    me,  my  Jesus,  from 

the  highest  heavens  above, 
And  will  my  poor  inconstant  heart  be  the 

dwelling  of  thy  love  ? 
Shall    I  speak    to  thee  within    my  breast 

when  thou  hast  entered  there, 
Wilt  thou  bless  and  answer,   O  my  God 

my  weak,  imperfect  prayer? 


HYMNS. 


19 


Wilt  thou  turn  thee  from  the  angel  band 
that  press  around  thy  throne, 

In  strains  of  rapturous  fervency  adoring 
thee  alone  ? 

Shall  the  golden  harp  of  seraphim  all  dis- 
regarded be, 

While  a  human  heart  is  thy  abode  in  this 
sweet  mystery  ? 


Yes,  thy  uncreated  splendor  thou  art  will- 
ing to  conceal 

'Neath  the  humble  forms  of  bread  and 
wine,  that  those  thou  lovest  may  feel, 

Not  the  grandeur  of  thy  majesty,  which 
fills  the  courts  above, 

But  adore  thy  dearest  attributes  —  thy 
mercy  and  thy  love. 

Attend,  angelic  hosts,  who  veil  your  faces 

in  his  sight, 
Ye  powers  who  tremble  and  adore— attend, 

ye  seraphs  bright ; 
Bless,  praise,  and    glorify    his    name,  the 

adoration  paid 
To  your  God,  reposing  in  the  heart  which 

his  own  hand  has  made. 


20 


HYMNS. 


And  thou,  angelic  patron   saint,  with    the 

sight  of  Jesus  blest, 
May  our  hearts  be    pure    like   thine,  that 

there  he  may  delight  to  rest. 
Trusting,  we  beg  thy  bounteous  care — 0, 

St.  Aloysius,  pray 
That  we  meet  thee  at  the  throne  of  God  in 

realms  of  endless  day. 


PART    THIRD. 

HYMNS   OF    PRAISE    AND    JOY. 

Thee,  sovereign  God  !    we  grateful  praise, 
And  greet  thee,  Lord,  in  festive  lays  ,* 
To    thee,    great    God  !    earth's    boundless 

frame, 
With  echoes  sounds  immortal  fame  ; 
Lord  God  of  hosts,  the  heavenly  powers 
For  thee  vibrate  the  vaulted  towers. 

Cherubs  and  seraphs  throned  on  high, 
Still  Holy,  holy,  holy,  cry. 
Both  heaven  and  earth  aloud  display 
Thy  beauty,  grandeur,  majesty  j 
Thy  praises  fill  the  apostles'  choir  ; 
The  prophets  in  the  song  conspire. 


HYMNS.  21 

O  grant  us,  with  the  saints  above, 
To  share  thy  everlasting  love ; 
Save,  Lord,  thy  people,  and  enhance 
Thy  grace  on  thy  inheritance. 
For  ever  rule  and  guide  their  ways, 
Each  day  we'll  chant  aloud  thy  praise. 

No  age  shall  fail  t'  extol  thy  name, 
No  hour  neglect  thy  lasting  fame. 
Preserve  us,  Lord,  this  day  from  ill, 
Have  mercy,  Lord  !  have  mercy  still. 
As  we  hoped,  so  crown  our  pain, 
Let  not  our  hope  in  thee  be  vain. 


Strike  the  harp  in  praise  of  God, 

Wake  the  timbrel's  louder  mirth  ; 
Glorious  the  song  must  be 

Of  the  great  Creator's  worth. 
Nature,  in  her  calmness,  raises 

Strains  of  gladness,  peace,  and  love, 
Man  re-echoes  forth  her  praises, 

Glory  to  the  God  above. 

Chorus — Strike  the  harp,  &c. 

Honor  him,  ye  host  of  heaven ! 

Worship  him,  ye  realms  below  1 
Not  with  outward  form  alone, 

But  with  hearts  that  purely  glow. 


22  n  y  m  n  s. 

He  who  rules  the  earth — the  ocean — - 
Keepeth  silent  watch  o'er  thee, 

He  can  tell  with  what  devotion 
Bows  the  heart,  or  bends  the  knee. 
Chorus — Strike  the  harp,  &c. 


Sound  the  loud  Timbrel. 

Sound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark 

sea! 
Jehovah    has    triumphed,    his    people    are 

free ! 
Sing,  for  the  pride  o    the  tyrant  is  broken, 
His  chariots,  his  horsemen,  all  splendid  and 

brave ! 
How  vain  was  their  boasting, 
The  Lord  hath  but  spoken, 
And  chariots  and  horsemen  are  sunk  in  the 

wave. 

Praise  to  the  Conqueror,  praise  to  the  Lord  ! 
His  word  was  our  arrow,  his  breath  was 

our  sword ! 
Who  shall  return  to  tell  Egypt  the  story 
01  those  she  sent  forth  in  the  hour  of  h 

pride  ? 


HYMNS.  23 

For  the  Lord  hath  looked  out  from  his  pil- 
lar of  glory, 

And  all  her  brave  thousands  are  dashed  in 
the  tide. 

Sound  the  loud  timbrel  o'er  Egypt's  dark 
sea, 

Jehovah  has  triumphed,  his  people  are  free  ! 


Triumphant  Zion !  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread  ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hands  thy  ruin  shall  repair  : 
Nor  will  thy  watchful  monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 


24  HYMNS. 

O  all  ye  people  the  Lord  has  made, 

Sing  glory  to  his  holy  name  ; 
To  him  be  endless  honors  paid, 

Let  every  tongue  his  love  proclaim. 
Praise  to  the  Lord  who  all  things  made, 

And  glory  to  his  holy  name  : 
To  him  be  endless  honors  paid  ; 

Let  every  tongue  his  love  proclaim. 

O  sing  his  praise,  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Who  stand  around  his  awful  throne , 

Repeat  on  your  immortal  lyres, 
That  praise  belongs  to  him  alone. 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  &c. 

Thou  glorious  sun,  his  image  bright, 
Who  rulest  the  seasons  and  the  days, 

And  thou,  fair  moon,  who  rulest  the  night, 
Unite  in  your  Creator's  praise. 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  &c. 

Praise    him,    ye   stars,    whose    trembling 
lights 
Like  scattered  pearls  adorn  the  sky ; 
Your  silent  course  each  heart  invites 
To  praise  the  Lord  who  reigns  on  high. 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  &c. 


HYMNS.  25 

The  Smile  of  Jesus. 

Sweet  is  the  face  of  nature, 

When  flowers  deck  the  vales ; 
When  air  is  filled  with  fragrance, 

Wafted  by  vernal  gales 
Yet  zephyrs  vainly  fan  me, 

And  flowers  to  groves  invite ; 
Without  the  smile  of  Jesus, 

They  give  me  no  delight. 

Sweet  are  the  shady  bowers — 

The  silent,  still  retreat — 
The  sunshine,  after  showers, 

And  morning  air  are  sweet. 
But  vain  are  nature's  beauties, 

And  lost  her  sweets  to  me 
Dear  Jesus,  naught  can  charm  me, 

Without  a  smile  from  thee. 

Though  crystal  streams  meander, 

And  fertilize  the  plain, 
Though  gentle  zephyrs  wander, 

And  waft  each  pleasing  strain —  _ 
Though  valleys,  groves,  and  fountains 

Unite  to  charm  my  sight, 
Without  the  smile  of  Jesus, 

They  cannot  give  delight. 


26  HYMNS. 

Jesus,  thy  smile  of  mercy 

Can  make  my  spirit  whole ; 
And  drive  the  shades  of  sadness 

From  my  afflicted  soul. 
O  pardon  my  transgressions, 

And  purify  my  heart ; 
Speak  all  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

For  thee  my  spirits  languish, 

While  all  my  joys  are  fled  ; 
O  smile  away  this  anguish, 

And  raise  my  drooping  head  ! 
Then  saints  shall  hear  my  story 

And  share  my  happiness ; 
While  thine  shall  be  the  glory, 

And  mine  the  endless  bliss*. 


Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air,  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
All  around,  and  all  above, 
Hath  this  record,  "  God  is  love." 

Sounds  among  the  vales  and  hills, 
In  the  woods,  and  by  the  rills, 
All  these  songs,  beneath,  above, 
Have  one  burthen,  "  God  is  love." 


HYMNS.  27 

All  the  charities  that  start 
From  the  fountains  of  the  heart, 
These  are  voices  from  above, 
Sweetly  whispering,  "  God  is  love." 

Earth  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers, 
Air  with  all  its  beams  and  showers, 
All  are  voices  from  above, 
Loudly  sounding,  "  God  is  love." 


Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  ! 

And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son. 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise! 

The  God  of  armies  calls 
Unto  his  mansions  in  the  skies, 

His  everlasting  halls; 
Lo!  the  angel  host  appears, 

To  welcome  you  to  bliss; 
O,  what  is  earth,  its  sighs  and  tears, 

Tts  joys,  compared  to  this. 


28  HYMNS. 

Crushed  is  the  haughty  foe, 

His  might,  his  glory  gone: 
But  ye,  with  victory  crowned,  shall  go 

To  Christ's  eternal  throne. 
There  shall  the  conqueror  rest, 

And  in  that  blest  abode 
For  ever  reign  amid  the  blest, 

Triumphant  with  his  God. 


Hark  !  my  soul,  how  every  thing 
Strives  to  serve  our  beauteous  King ; 
Each  a  double  tribute  pays, 
Sings  its  part,  and  then  obeys. 

Nature's  chief  and  sweetest  choir, 
Him  with  cheerful  notes  admire; 
Chanting  every  day  their  lauds, 
While  the  grove  their  song  applauds. 

Though  their  voices  lower  be, 
Streams  have  too  their  melody; 
Night  and  day  they  warbling  run, 
Never  pause,  but  still  sing  on. 

All  the  flowers  that  gild  the  spring, 
Hither  their  still  music  bring  ; 
If  heaven  bless  them,  thankful,  they 
Smell  more  sweet,  and  look  more  gay. 


n  v  M  xs.  29 

Only  wc  can  scarce  afford 
This  short  office  to  our  Lord  ; 
We,  on  whom  his  bounty  flows, 
All  things  gives,  and  nothing  owes. 

Wake,  for  shame,  my  slothful  heart, 
Wake,  and  gladly  sing  thy  part : 
Learn  of  birds  and  springs  and  flowers, 
How  to  use  thy  noble  .powers. 

Call  all  nature  to  thy  aid, 
Since  'twas  He  all  nature  made  ; 
Join  in  one  eternal  song, 
Who  to  one  God  all  belong. 

Live  for  ever,  glorious  Lord ! 
Live,  by  all  thy  works  adored  : 
One  in  Three  and  Three  in  One, 
Thrice  we  bow  to  Thee  alone. 


Hark  !  how  the  watchmen  cry, — 

Attend  the  trumpet's  sound  ; 
Be  firm  in  faith,  the  foe  is  nigh, 

The  powers  of  hell  surround. 
Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand,  ?  ,  • 

Go  forth  to  glorious  war.    3 


30  HYMNS. 

See  on  the  mountain  top 

The  standard  of  our  God; 
In  Jesus'  name  'tis  lifted  up, 

All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 
All  power  to  him  is  given, 

He  ever  rules  the  same ; 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven  7  ,  • 

Are  all  in  Jesus'  name.  \ 


Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey,  let  us  sing; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worth  and  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

O,  ye  banished  seed,  be  glad, 
Christ  our  advocate  is  made ; 
Us  to  save,  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

Lord,  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  Thee, 


HYMNS, 


31 


The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  God, 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide; 
The  Shepherd  by  whose  constant  care 

My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

In  verdant  meads  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repose  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where 

Refreshing  water  flows. 

He  does  my  wandering  soul  reclaim, 

And  to  his  endless  praise, 
Instructs  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 

In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free, 
For  there,  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 

Defend  and  comfort  me. 

In  presence  of  my  spiteful  foes, 

He  does  my  table  spread ; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 

With  oil  anoints  my  head  , 

Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 

And  in  his  temple  spend. 

For  other  joyful  hymns,  look  at  the  Hymns  for 
Easter,  Ascension,  &c. 


32  HYMNS. 

Hymn  for  Co??fisso?s. 

This  day,  with  gladness,  Christian  choirs 

proclaim 
His  combats,  triumph,  faith,  and  glorious 

name, 
Who  boldly  Christ  on  earth  confessed, 
And  now  exults  among  the  blessed. 

Prudence  and  piety  adorned  his  life, 
Unstained  with  ill,  and  undisturbed  by  strife; 
Chaste,  humble,  meek,  he  kept  his  heart, 
'Till  bid  by  Heaven  from  life  depart. 

Th'  Almighty  now  His  servant's  glory 
shows, 

And  signal  favors  through  his  prayers  be- 
stows ; 

Diseases  fly  before  his  shrine, 

And  health  returns  by  power  divine. 

Let's,  then,  in  thankful   songs  our  voices 

raise, 
And  sing  to  him  the  solemn  hymn  of  praise, 
That  by  his  prayers,  the  Almighty  may 
His  favors*  to  our  souis  convey. 


H  Y  H  N  S.  4| 

Angels  now  praise  him, 
Loud  their  voices  raising; 
The  heavenly  mansions  with  joy  now  ring — 
To  him  who  is  most  holy, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory. 
Let  us  hasten,  &c. 

To  Jesus,  this  day  born, 
Grateful  homage  return, 
'Tis  he  who  all  heavenly  gifts  doth  bring ; 
Word  increated, 
To  our  flesh  united. 
Let  us  hasten,  &c. 

We,  joyfully  singing, 
Grateful  tributes  bringing, 
Praise    him    and    bless    him    in    heavenly 
hymns. 
Angels  implore  him, 
Seraphs  fall  before  him. 
Then  ever  let  us  adore  him — our  God  and 
Kins. 


To  worship  thy  Redeemer's  birth, 

Creation's  works  arise  ; 
The  heavenly  host  aloud  proclaims 

The  natal  day  of  Christ. 


42  HYMNS. 

Chorus. 

Come,  gratitude  and  love, 
Come,  animate  our  tongues ; 

A  God  incarnate  from  above 
Demands  our  loftiest  songs  : 

A  God,  a  God  incarnate  from  above, 
Demands  our  loftiest,  sweetest  songs. 

He  comes,  borne  on  the  wings 
Of  heavenly  love ;  he  comes 

To  ransom  human  kind :  behold, 
He  comes,  the  Eternal  Son. 
Come,  gratitude,  &c. 

O  kneel  and  bless  the  humble  garb 
That  wraps  the  beauteous  babe : 

From  his  high  throne  his  Father  cries, 
Your  souls  he  is  born  to  save. 
Come,  gratitude,  &c. 

Redemption's  sacred  chart 

His  infant  hand  unfurls  ; 
And  lo  !  on  straw  the  infant  lies, 

The  God.  of  thousand  worlds. 
Come,  gratitude,  &c. 


II  Y  M  N  S.  43 

The  Holy  ■'Name  of  Jesus. 

Jesus,  the  only  thought  of  thee 

With  sweetness  fills  my  breast, 
But  sweeter  far  it  is  to  see, 

And  on  thy  beauty  feast. 
No  sound,  no  harmony  so  gay, 

Can  art  of  music  frame, 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  words  can  say 

The  sweets  of  thy  blest  name. 

Jesus,  our  hope  when  we  repent, 

Sweet  source  of  all  our  grace  ; 
Sole  comfort  in  our  banishment, 

6  what  when  face  to  face ! 
Jesus  !  that  name  inspires  my  mind 

With  springs  of  life  and  light; 
More  than  I  ask  in  thee  I  find, 

And  languish  in  delight. 

No  art  nor  eloquence  of  man 

Can  tell  the  joys  of  love  ; 
Only  the  spirits  can  understand 

What  they  in  Jesus  prove. 
Thee  then  I'll  seek,  retired  apart, 

From  world  and  business  free, 
When  these  shall  knock,  I'll  shut  my  heart, 

And  keep  it  all  for  thee. 


44  HYMNS. 

Before  the  morning  light  I'll  come, 

With  Magdalen,  to  find, 
In  sighs  and  tears,  my  Jesus'  tomb, 

And  there  refresh  my  mind. 
My  tears  upon  his  grave  shall  flow, 

My  sighs  the  garden  fill, 
Then  at  his  feet  myself  I'll  throw, 

And  there  I'll  seek  his  will. 


Easter. 


Young  men  and  maids,  rejoice  and  sing  : 
The  King  of  heaven,  the  glorious  King, 
This  day  from  death  rose  triumphing,  Al- 
leluia. 

Alleluia,  alleluia,  alleluia. 

On  Sunday  morn,  by  break  of  day. 
His  dear  disciples  haste  away, 
Unto  the  tomb  wherein  he  lay,  Alleluia. 
Alleluia,  alleluia,  alleluia. 

And  Magdalen,  in  company 
With  Mary  of  James  and  Salome; 
To  embalm  the  corpse,  came  zealously,  Al- 
leluia. 

Alleluia,  alleluia,  alleluia. 


H  V  M  N  S 


45 


An  angel  clothed  in  white  thej  see, 
When  thither  come,  and  thus  spoke  he, 
"  The  Lord  you'll  meet  in  Galilee,"  Alle- 
lulia. 

Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 

The  dear  beloved  apostle  John 
Much  swifter  than  St.  Peter  ran, 
And  first  arrived  at  the  tomb,  Allelulia. 
Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 

While  in  a  room  the  apostles  were, 
Our  Lord  among  them  did  appear, 
And  said,  Peace  be  unto  all  here,  Allelulia. 
Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 

O !  Thomas,  view  my  hands,  my  side, 
My  feet;  my  wounds  still  fresh  abide; 
Set  incredulity  aside,  Allelulia. 

Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 

When  Thomas  his  dear  Saviour  saw, 
And   touched   his   wounds   with  trembling 

awe, 
Thou  art  my  God,  said  he,  I  know,  Alle- 
lulia. 

Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 


46  HYMNS. 

Blessed  are  they  who  have  not  seen, 
And  yet  whose  faith  entire  has  been,- 
Them  endless  life  from  death  shall  screen, 
Allelulia. 

Allelulia,  allelulia,  allelulia. 


Solo — Strike  the  cymbal,  roll  the  timbrel, 

Let  the  trump  of  triumph  sound; 
Chorus — Joyous  singing,  tributes  bringing 
Th'  isles  exult  and  seas  resound 

Lo!  he's  risen  from  death's  dark  prison, 

Rays  divine  his  eyes  relume ; 
Judah's  Lion,  King  of  Sion, 
Lord  o'er  hell,  hath  fled  the  tomb. 

Allelulia,  allelulia. 

Mortals,  strike  your  tuneful  lyres, 

Holy  mirth  the  day  inspires. 
Judah's  Lion,  King  of  Sion, 
Lord  o'er  hell,  hath  fled  the  tomb. 

God  of  thunder,  Lord  of  wonder, 
Vain  are  mortals,  vain  their  boasts. 

What  are  nations,  what  their  stations? 

Christ  our  God  is  Lord  of  hosts. 


H  VMNS, 

What  arc  Jewry's  monarchs  now? 
Low  before  Emmanuel  bow, 
Lord  eternal,  God  supreme, 
Mortals,  mortals  to  redeem. 
Praise  him,  praise  him, 
Exulting  nations  praise  him, 
Praise  him,  praise  him, 
Exulting  nations  praise, 
Hosanna,  hosanna,  hosanna. 


47 


Ascension. 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high, 

The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates- 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way ! 

Loose  all  your  bars  of  massive  light, 
And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene; 

He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 


48  HYMNS. 

Who  is  the  King  of  glory? — who? 

The  Lord,  that  all  his  foes  o'ercame ; 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 

And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates — 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 

Who  is  the  King  of  glory? — who? 

The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possessed; 
The  King  of  saints,  and  angels  too; 

God  over  all,  for  ever  blessed. 


Co^iE,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  the  Father  there, 

Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise,  >  tv.-cs 

And  reach  the  Almighty  throne.  3 


n  v  to  N  S . 


49 


O  heaven!  O  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign, 

Whence  endless  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain! 

When  shall  my  soul,  from  darkness  free, 

To  thy  bright  seats  remove, 
For  e'er  to  praise  my  dearest  Lord?       . 

In  endless  peace  and  love? 


Trinity  Sunday. 
Let  us  give  immortal  praise 
To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  blessings  here, 
And  better  hopes  above. 
He  sent  his  own 
Eternal  Son, 
To  die  for  sins 

Which  we  have  done. 
To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  saved  us  with  his  blood 
From  everlasting  woe. 
Now  Jesus  lives, 

And  glorious  reigns, 
And  reaps  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  pains. 
4 


50  HYMNS. 

To  God  the  Holy  Ghost 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live. 
His  work  completes 
The  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul 
With  joy  divine. 

Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Be  endless  honors  done, 
The  consubstantial  Three, 
And  undivided  One. 
Where  reason  fails, 

With  all  its  powers, 
There  faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 


For  Swiday. 

O,  great  Creator  of  the  light, 
Who,  from  the  darksome  womb  of  night, 
Brought'st  forth  new  light  at  nature's  birth, 
To  shine  upon  the  face  of  earth  ; 

Who  by  the  morn  and  evening  ray 
Hast  measured  time  and  called  it  day, 
Whilst  sable  night  involves  the  spheres, 
Vouchsafe  to  hear  our  prayers  and  tears. 


HYMNS.  51 

Lest  our  frail  minds,  with  sin  defiled, 
From  gifts  of  life  should  be  exiled, 
Whilst  on  no  heavenly  thing  she  thinks, 
But  twines  herself  in  Satan's  links. 

O,  may  she  soar  to  heaven  above, 
The  happy  seat  of  life  and  love  ; 
Meantime  all  sinful  actions  shun, 
And  purge  the  foul  ones  she  hath  done. 

This  prayer,  most  gracious  Father,  hear ; 
Thy  equal  Son,  incline  his  car, 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally. 


PART   SIXTH. 

IN  HONOR  OF  THE  BLESSED  VIRGIN. 

Kyrie  eleison. 

Christe  eleison. 

Kyrie  eleison. 

Christie  audi  nos. 

Christie  exaudi  nos. 

Pater  de  ccelis,  Deus,  miserere  nobis. 

Fili  Redemptor  mundi  Deus,  miserere  nobis. 

Spiritus  Sancte  Deus,  miserere  nobis. 

Sancta  Trinitas,  unus  Deus,  miserere  nobis. 


52  HYMNS. 

Sancta  Maria, 
Sancta  Dei  genitrix, 
Sancta  virgo  virginum, 
Mater  Christi, 
Mater  divinae  gratia?, 
Mater  purissima, 
Mater  castissima, 
Mater  inviolata, 
Mater  intemerata 
Mater  amabilis, 
Mater  admirabilis, 
Mater  Creatoris, 
Mater  Salvatoris, 
Virgo  prudentissima, 
Virgo  veneranda, 
Virgo  prsedicanda, 
Virgo  potens, 
Virgo  clemens, 
Virgo  fidelis, 
Speculum  justitise, 
Sedes  sapiential, 
Causa  nostra  lsetitioe, 
Vas  spirituale, 
Vas  honorabile, 
Vas  insigne  devotionis, 
Rosa  mystica, 
Turris  Davidica, 


H  V  M  N  S 


53 


O 

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O 


Turris  eburnea, 

Domus  aurea, 

Foederis  area, 

Janua  cceli, 

Stella  matutina, 

Salus  infirmorum, 

Reiugium  peccatorum, 

Consolatrix  afflictorum, 

Auxilium  Christianorum, 

Retina  ans;elorum,  r  ° 

Regina  patriarchum, 

Regina  prophetarum, 

Regina  apostolorum, 

Regina  martyrum, 

Regina  confessorum, 

Regina  virginum, 

Regina  sanctorum  omnium, 

Regina  sine  labe  concepta, 

Agnus   Dei,   qui    tollis    peccata    mundi, 
parce  nobis,  Domine. 

Agnus   Dei,   qui    tollis    peccata    mundi, 
exaudi  nos,  Domine. 

Agnus    Dei,   qui    tollis    peccata    mundi, 
miserere  nobis. 

Christe  audi  nos.     Christe  exaudi  nos. 

Ave  Maria  !    gratia  plena,  Dominus  te- 
cum; benedicta  tu  in  mulieribus,  et  bene- 


54  HYMNS. 

dictus  fructus  ventris  tui,  Jesus.  Sancta 
Maria,  Mater  Dei,  ora  pro  nobis  peccatori- 
bus,  nunc  et  in  hora  mortis  nostras.  Amen. 


O  sanctissima  !  O  purissima ! 
Dulcis  Virgo  Maria. 

Mater  amata,  intemerata, 

Ora,  ora  pro  nobis. 

Tota  pulchra  es,  O  Maria ! 
Et  macula  non  est  in  te. 
Mater  amata,  &c. 

►Sicut  lilium  inter  spinas, 
Sic  Maria  inter  filias. 
Mater  amata,  &c. 


Ave  maris  stella! 
Dei  mater  alma, 
Atque  semper  virgo 
Felix  coeli  porta. 

Sumens  illud  Ave 
Gabrielis  ore, 
Funda  nos  in  pace. 
Mutans  Hevse  nomen. 


.     HYMNS.  55 

Solve  vincla  reis, 
Profer  lumen  csecis, 
Mala  nostra  pelle, 
Bona  cuncta  posce. 

Monstra  te  esse  matrem* 
Sumat  per  te  preces, 
Qui  pro  nobis  natus 
Tulit  esse  tuus. 


Virgo  singularis, 
Inter  omnes  mitis, 
Nos  culpis  solutos, 
Mites  fac  et  castos. 


Vita  prresta  puram, 
Iter  para  tuum, 
Ut  videntes  Jesum, 
Semper  colletemur. 

Sit  laus  Deo  Patn, 
Summo  Christo  decus, 
Spiritui  Sancto, 
Tribus  honor  unus.     Amen. 


56  HYMNS.. 

Bright  mother  of  our  Maker,  hail! 

Thou  Virgin  ever  blessed, 
The  ocean's  star  by  which  we  sail, 

And  gain  the  port  of  rest. 

Whilst  we  this  ave  thus  to  thee 
From  Gabriel's  mouth  rehearse; 

Prevail  that  peace  our  lot  may  be, 
And  Eva's  name  reverse. 

Release  our  long  entangled  mind 
From  all  the  snares  of  ill  ; 

With  heavenly  light  instruct  the  blind, 
And  all  our  vows  fulfil. 

Exert  for  us  a  mother's  care, 

And  us  thy  children  own ; 
Prevail  with  him  to  hear  our  prayer 

Who  chose  to  be  thy  Son. 

O,  spotless  maid  !  whose  virtues  shine 

With  brightest  purity, 
Each  action  of  our  lives  refine, 

And  make  us  pure  like  thee. 

Preserve  our  lives  unstained  with  ill, 

In  this  infectious  way, 
That  heaven  alone  our  souls  may  fill 

With  joys  that  ne'er  decay. 


II  V  M  N  S .  57 

To  God  the  Father,  endless  praise, 

To  God  the  Son,  the  same ; 
And  Holy  Ghost,  whose  equal  rays 

One  equal  glory  claim.     Amen. 


The  Sodalisfs  Hymn. 

Children  of  Mary,  high  your  voices  raise  ! 
Ye  on  whom  she  cast  a  tender  eye ; 
Children  of  God,  sing  her  immortal  praise, 
And  all  exalt  her  glory  to  the  sky. 
I  see,  ascending  to  her  glorious  throne, 
The  fervent  prayer  of  every  Sodalist, 
Each  heart  erects  an  altar  to  her  name, 
Where  Mary  lives  in  everlasting  fame. 
Children  of  Mary,  &c. 

Happy  Sodalist,  who,  from  life's   earliest 

scene, 
Strive  and  delight  your  mother  still  to  love  ; 
Hasten  to  Mary,  send  your  fervent  prayer : 
Mary,  the  children's  refuge  and  delight ! 

Yes,  'tis  her  pleasure  to  assist  each  child 
Who  calls  upon  her  aid  in  humble  prayer ; 
Past  ages,  speak !    O,  was  there  ever  one 
Whose  vows  our  mother  dear  refused  to 
hear? 


58  HYMNS. 

Hail,  happy  queen,  whom  heaven's  choice 
Has  made  the  source  of  all  our  joys  ; 
Since  he  by  whom  we  move  and  live 
From  thee  would  life  and  food  receive. 

He  whom  the  sun  and  moon  obey, 
To  whom  all  creatures  homage  pay, 
The  mighty  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
In  thee,  concealed,  an  infant  lies. 

0  gracious  mother  of  mankind, 
What  Eve  had  lost  in  thee  we  find  ; 
The  way  to  heaven  is  now,  by  thee, 
To  mourning  sinners  opened  free. 


Hail,  heavenly  queen  !  hail,  foamy  ocean's 

star ! 
O  be  our  guide ;  diffuse  thy  beams  afar. 
Hail,  mother  of  God,  above  all  virgins  blest ! 
Hail,  happy  gate  of  heaven's  eternal  rest ! 
Hail,  foamy  ocean's  star !    hail,  heavenly 

queen  ! 
O  be  our  guide  to  endless  joys  unseen  ! 

Hail,  full  of  grace !  with  Gabriel  we  repeat 
Thee  queen  of  heaven,  from  him  we  learn 


HYMNS.  59 

Then  give  us  peace,  which  heaven  alone 

can  give, 
And,  dead  through  Eve,  through  Mary  let 

us  live. 

O  break  our  chains ;  thy  guilty  slaves  re- 
lease : 
O  give  us  light,  and  let  our  blindness  cease  : 
Let  every  ill  that  preys  upon  our  hearts 
Fly  at  thy  voice,  which  every  good  imparts. 

Thy  children  save ;  O  gracious  mother,  hear ; 

From  brimful  eyes,  O  deign  to  wipe  the 
tear : 

Our  anxious  prayers  to  God,  thy  Son,  pre- 
sent, 

Whose  life  and  blood  for  sinful  men  were 
spent. 


Hail,  Mary,  Queen  and  Virgin  pure ! 

With  every  grace  replete  ; 
Hail,  kind  protectress  of  the  poor! 

Pity  cur  needy  state. 

O  thou  who  fillest  the  highest  place 
Next  heaven's  imperial  throne, 

Obtain  for  us  each  saving  grace, 
And  make  our  wants  thy  own. 


60  HYMNS. 

How  oft,  when  trouble  filled  my  breast, 
Or  sin  my  conscience  pained, 

Through  thee  I  sought  for  peace  and  rest, 
Through  thee  I  peace  obtained. 

Then  hence,  in  all  my  pains  and  cares, 

I'll  seek  for  help  in  thee ; 
E'er  trusting,  through  thy  powerful  prayers, 

To  gain  eternity. 


Fading,    still    fading,   the    last    beam    is 

shining  ; 
Ave  Maria  !  day  is  declining; 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  from  the  light ; 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  in  tba 

night : 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade,  till  the  matin 

shall  chime, 
Shield  us  from  danger,  and  save  us  from 

crime. 

Ave  Maria,  audi  nos ! 

Ave  Maria,  O  hear  when  we  call! 
Mother  of  Him  who  is  Saviour  of  all ! 
Feeble  and  fearing,  we  trust  in  thy  might,* 
In  doubting  and  darkness,  thy  love  be  our 
light : 


HYMNS.  61 

Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
And  wake  in  thine  arms  when  the  morning 

returns. 

Ave  Maria,  audi  nos ! 


As  the  dewy  shades  of  even 

Gather  o'er  the  balmy  air, 
Listen,  gentle  Queen  of  heaven, 

Listen  to  my  vesper  prayer. 

Holy  mother,  near  me  hover ; 

Free  my  thoughts  from  aught  defiled ; 
With  thy  wings  of  mercy  cover — 

Keep  "from  sin  thy  helpless  child. 

Thine  own  sinless  heart  was  broken  , 
Sorrow's  sword  has  pierced  its  core : 

Holy  mother!  by  that  token, 
Now  thy  pity  I  implore. 

Queen  of  heaven  !  guard  and  guide  me  , 
Save  my  soul  from  dark  despair : 

In  thy  tender  bosom  hide  me, 
Take  me,  mother,  to  thy  care. 


62  H  Y  ftl  ft  s . 

Jesu  Mater !   thy  holy  name  shall  cheer 
The  poor  wanderer  still  doomed  to  roam, 
Thro'  the  darksome  land  of  this  exile  here, 
Till  we  reach  our  eternal  home,  {thrice.) 

We  know  that  the  bowers  are  ever  fair 
On  that  bright  and  ever  blissful  shore : 
And  we  know  that  the  souls  of  the  just  are 

there ; 
They  are  there,  and  they  weep  no  more. 

O  Mother  !  O  Mother  !  Mother  of  Him 
Who  has  died  to  save  the  world  from  sin, 
May  we,  when  death,  and  the  terrors  of  the 

grave  (bis.) 
Are  passed,  be  then  called  to  thee,  {thrice.) 

Be  called  from  earth,  in  joy  to  share 
In  the  happiness  that's  given 
The  soul  to  taste,  and,  in  fulness,  know 
When  it  rests  in  heaven,  (thrice.) 


Mary,  our  mother  be, 
And  hearken  to  thy  children's  prayer; 

Mary,  we  turn  to  thee ; 
Still  may  we  find  a  mother's  care. 


JI  VJI  NS. 


63 


Mother  dear, 

Lend  a  gracious  ear, 
As  thy  suppliants'  praise  to  thee  ascends; 

Virgin  pure, 

Ever  allure, 
Till  in  thy  smile  our  life  shall  end. 

Mary,  ever  is  thine 
The  sweetest  smile  of  heaven's  love; 

Mary,  mother,  incline 
With  thine  own  Son,  Jesus,  above. 
Spouse  of  the  Dove, 
Ever  may  we  prove 
Faithful  till  the  shades  of  even ; 
Bring  us  near 
Thee,  ever  dear, 
Mother  of  God  and  Queen  of  Heaven. 


0  Mary,   my   mother,  thou  friend  of  my 

bosom, 
Methinks  I  behold  thee  in  glory  arrayed: 

1  always  have  found  thee,  when  life  seemed 

so  toilsome, 
A  gracious  protectress  whenever  I  strayed : 
Bright  queen  of  my  country,  thee  humbly 
addressing, 
With  Gabriel  thy  angel  I  bid  thee  all  hail: 


64  H  Y  M  N  S. 

O  shed  on  an  exile  a  mother's  fond  bless- 
ing, 
And  guide  me  secure  through  this  sor. 
rowful  vale.     Amen. 


Ave  sanctissima, 

We  lift  our  souls  to  thee: 
Ora  pro  nobis, 

Thou  bright  star  of  the  sea. 
Guard  us  when  sin  is  nigh, 

Snares  round  our  path  are  spread, 
Hear  the  heart's  lonely  sigh, 

Thine  too  hath  bled. 

Thou  that  hast  looked  on  death, 

Aid  us  when  death  is  near ; 
Whisper  of  heaven  to  faith, 

Sweet  mother,  sweet  mother,  hear! 
Ora  pro  nobis! 

From  sin  our  slumbers  keep, 
Ora,  mater,  ora, 

Star  of  the  deep. 

Ave  purissima, 

List  to  thy  children's  prayer: 
Audi  Maria, 

And  take  us  to  thy  care. 


HYMNS.  65 

When  darkness  comes  o'er  us, 
Whilst  here  on  earth  we  stay, 

Thy  light  shine  before  us, 
Guide  of  our  way. 

Thou  that  hast  looked  on  death, 

Aid  us  when  death  is  near; 
Whisper  of  heaven  to  faith, 

Sweet  mother,  sweet  mother,  hear! 
Ora  pro  nobis, 

Let  angels  guard  our  sleep, 
Ora,  Mater,  ora, 

Star  of  the  deep. 


Ave  Maria,  guardian  bright, 
Watch  over  thy  children  to-night. 
Mother  of  the  sinless  Son! 

Hear  our  evening  anthem  soar — 
To  the  throne  that  thou  hast  won, 
Far  beyond  the  thunder's  roar. 

Chorus — Aye  Maria,  guardian  dear, 
Hover  round  thy  children  here. 
Be  our  guardian,  be  our  stay, 

While  the  darkness  rides  its  round; 
Keep  up  till  the  morning's  ray, 
Wake  again  our  anthem  sound. 
Ave  Maria,  &c. 


QQ  H  Y  M  N  S. 

Mother,  taintless,  undefiled, 
Sinless  let  our  slumbers  be; 

Mother  of  the  sinless  child, 

Hear  the  prayer  we  raise  to  thee. 
Ave  Maria,  &c. 

Thou  hast  made  our  desert  bloom, 
Mary,  deign  to  hear  our  prayer; 

If  to-night  we  seek  the  tomb, 
Shine  upon  the  desert  there. 
Ave  Maria,  &c. 


Jesu  Mater,  Ave. 

Jesu  mater,  ave, 

Thou  virgin  bright  and  fair, 
O  Maria,  salve, 

Hear  the  exile  s  prayer. 
When  wild  the  tempest  lowers, 

My  spirit  turns  to  thee, 
Then  through  its  gloom,  O  gently  smile, 

Thou  star  of  life's  dark  sea! 

Then  through  its  gloom,  O  gently  smile, 
Thou  star  of  life's  dark  sea! 
Mater  audi, 
O  Virgin,  hear 
Thy  suppliant's  prayer, 
Virgo  semper  pulchra. 


II  2  M  N  3.  67 

Thou  purest  gem  of  heaven, 

O  regina  mea, 
Thy  aid  to  me  be  given: 

A  light  amid  life's  troubled  waves 
Thy  name  hath  been  to  me; 

0  still  protect  my  trembling  bark, 
Thou  star  of  this  wild  sea! 

0  still  protect  my  trembling  bark, 
Thou  star  of  this  wild  sea! 
Mater  audi, 
O  Virgin,  hear 
Thy  suppliant's  prayer. 

Mater  angelorum, 

Bright  Queen  of  heaven's  host! 
Salus  Christianorum, 

Sweet  hope  of  sinners  lost. 
Ne'er  shall  we  cease  to  sing  thy  praise, 

Until  we  reign  with  thee; 
Then  prove  to  all  a  mother's  love, 

Thou  star  of  life's  dark  sea ! 

Then  prove  to  all  a  mother's  love, 
Thou  star  of  life's  dark  sea ! 
Mater  audi, 
O  Virgin,  hear 
Thy  suppliant's  prayer. 


68  HYMNS. 


Trio.— Words  by  the  Rev.  J.  McCaffrey. 

Hail  to  the  Mistress  of  the  skies, 
The  Queen  of  seraphs  bright; 

Our  hope  in  gloom,  Maria,  rise 
And  guide  us  unto  light! 

O  star  of  ocean's  wave ! 

While  o'er  life's  sea  we  darkly  glide, 

And  fear  and  grief  prevail, 
Illume  our  course,  our  pathway  guide, 

And  cheer  us  as  we  sail, 

O  star  of  ocean's  wave ! 

On  thee  we  turn  our  weeping  eyes, 
When  round  us  dangers  start, 

Then  let  thy  radiant  beams  arise, 
And  light  and  cheer  each  heart, 
O  star  of  ocean's  wave! 

Then  o'er  life's  sea  we'll  calmly  steer 

Unto  the  port  of  rest, 
Where  thy  bright  beams  shall  ever  cheer 

And  shine  upon  the  blest, 

O  star  of  ocean's  wave ! 


HYMNS.  Qy 

Holy  Mary  !  Mother  mild. 

Holy  Mary,  mother  mild  I 
Hear !  O  hear  a  feeble  child 
Who  on  life's  tempestuous  sea 
Is  cast  alone — O,  succor  me  ! 

Waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll ! 
Storms  of  passion  shake  my  soul! 
Dangers  press  on  every  side! 
Star  of  ocean,  be  my  guide. 

Brightest  in  the  courts  above ! 
Joy  of  angels  !  queen  of  love  ! 
Comfort  of  the  sorrowing,  hear  ! 
And  grief  and  tears  will  disappear. 

Throned  in  majesty  and  might, 
In  the  realms  of  fadeless  light, 
Maiden  mother  !  list  our  prayer, 
Prove  to  us  Ihy  loving  care. 

Mother  of  our  Saviour,  God, 

Guide  us  in  the  path  He  trod, 

Till  to  thy  children  it  be  given, 

To  bless  with  thee  his  name  in  heaven. 


70 


II  V  M  N  S . 


Sunday  ivitkin  the  Octave  of  the  Nativity 

Hail,  Mary  !  O,  how  pure  love's  flame 
Glows  in  that  holy,  blissful  name ! 
What  thoughts  can  fathom — words  can  tell 
The  sweets  that  from  that  fountain  swell. 

Hail,  Mary,  full  of  grace !  to  thee 
My  lips  I  vow,  with  accents  free, 
My  heart  to  quicken  thoughts  of  love, 
My  lips  and  tongue  those  thoughts  to  prove 

Hail,  Mary  !  as  a  little  child, 
I  haste  to  thee,  my  mother  mild ! 
O,  bend  on  me  thy  loving  eyes, 
And  hear  thy  child's  endearing  cries. 

Hail,  Mary  !  thou  hast  stood  beside 
The  cross,  and  wept  as  Jesus  died : 
O,  grant  that  I  may  with  thee  weep, 
With  thee  may  watch  and  vigil  keep. 

Hail,  Mary  !  thou  hast  sinless  risan, 
And  burst  the  bonds  of  earthly  prison ; 
Grant  me  with  thee  to  rise  in  heaven, 
And  by  thy  Son  be  all  forgiven. 


H  Y  M  N  S 


71 


Hail,  Mary !  morn,  and  noon,  and  eve, 
To  thee  my  wreath  of  praise  I'll  weave ; 
O,  when  I  die,  stand  by  my  side, — 
Watch  me,  and  be  my  guard  and  guide. 


Benedette  sia  la  Madre. 
Words  by  E.  J.  S. 

O,  blest  fore'er  the  Mother, 

And  Virgin  full  of  grace, 
Who  bore  our  God  !  our  Brother  ! 

The  Saviour  of  our  race. 
Sweet  Jesus  !  low  before  thee 

We  bend  in  fear  and  love  ; 
O,  grant  we  may  adore  thee 

In  thy  bright  realms  above. 
Sweet  Jesus,  &c. 

Pure  as  the  light  of  heaven, 
In  meekness  nearest  thee, 

'Tis  thou  hast  Mary  given, 
Our  guide,  our  friend  to  be. 

Sweet  Mother !  tears  are  falling 

From  hearts  that  love  thy  Son- 
Then  hear  thy  children  calling 
On  thee,  and  bless  thy  own. 
Sweet  Mother,  &c. 


72  H  Y  M  N  S  . 

Christmas  Hymn. 
Air — Strike  the  Cymbal. 
Hark  !  from  heaven,  the  message  given  ! 

Joy  beams  from  the  Almighty's  face  ; 
Now  his  anger's  done,  lo  !  he  sends  his  son 

To  redeem  a  fallen  race. 
Hail,  O  happy  day,  let  our  hearts  repay, 

And  with  love  celestial  burn  ; 
Purest  offerings  bring  to  our  infant  King, 

On  this  blest,  this  glorious  morn. 

See,  amazing,  around  him  gazing, 
All  the  bands  of  heaven  uniting, 
Every  soul  to  joy  inviting, 

Raise  blest  anthems  high,  let  them  reach 
the  sky, 
Our  Redeemer,  Christ,  is  born. 

Arms  extending,  sweetly  bendinj, 
He  would  save  our  souls  from  harm ,' 

Let  us  hasten,  meet  his  blessing, 
Fly  to  our  Redeemer's  arms. 

O,  ye  haughty  spirits,  now 
To  your  humble  Saviour  bow. 
Lord  eternal !  God  supreme  ! 
Mortals,  mortals  to  redeem. 
Praise  him,  exulting  nations, 
Praise  him.     Hosannah,  hosannah. 


II  V  M  N  S  . 

PART   SEVENTH 

IN  HONOR  OF  THE  ANGELS  AND  SAINTS. 

lb  our  Guardian  An  gel. 

O  God,  how  ought  my  grateful  heart 
To  praise  thy  bounteous  hand, 

Who  send'st  thy  angel  from  above, 
To  be  my  guide  and  friend  ! 

My  soul  is  surely  something  great, 

Meant  for  eternity, 
That  angels  thus  should  be  employed 

In  watching  over  me. 

When  I,  within  my  mother's  arms, 
Enjoyed  her  fond  embrace  ; 

He,  hovering  round  on  airy  wings, 
Divinely  did  me  bless 

When  first  I  from  my  mother  learnt 

My  Jesus'  name  to  praise, 
He  softly  whispered  to  my  heart, 

"How  sweet  are  all  his  ways!" 

Celestial  guardian,  thus  with  thee, 

And  by  thy  constant  care, 
May  I  the  world's  corruption  flee, 

And  heavenly  blessings  share. 


73 


74  HYMNS. 

Blest  spirits  of  light,  O,  ye  have  not  for- 
saken 
The  children  of  earth  and  the  fallen  from 
bliss ; 
Then  still  watch  around  us,  our  bosoms 
awaken 
To  thoughts  of  a  world  that  is  brighter 
than  this. 
Chorus.— O,  fondly  watch  o'er  us !  O,  guard 
and  protect  us ! 
Blest  angels  direct  us  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

The  lily  of  innocence  fondly  still  cherish, 
Averting  whate'er  may  its  purity  stain  ; 
And  O,   when  'tis    fading   and    ready   to 
perish, 
Support  and  restore  it  to  beauty  again. 
O,  fondly  watch,  &c. 

Thou  chiefly,   archangel,   whose  strength 
was  victorious 
Against  the  proud  spirit  that  dared  the 
Most  High, 
From  thy  dwelling  in  heaven  all  blissful 
and  glorious, 
Cast  down  on  each  votary  a  fond  guard- 
ing eye. 

O,  fondly  watch,  &c. 


II  V  M  N  S.  77 

Sow  seated  high    in  heaven,  present   our 
vows 
To  him  who  would  on  earth  be  called 
thy  Son; 
And  jointly  with  fliy  glorious  virgin  spouse, 
Ne'er  cease  to  plead  our  cause    before 
the  throne. 


St.  Aloy sius. 
The  youth  who  wealth  and  courts  despised, 

His  spotless  mind  above  to  raise  ; 
Who  every  rising  thought  chastised — 
'Tis  Aloysius  claims  our  lays. 
Amiable  and  angelic  youth, 
Aloysius,  pray  for  us. 

His  infant  words,  the  first  he  frames, 
He  utters  with  a  trembling  voice  ; 

Jesus,  Mary  !  hallowed  names, 

Dwell  on  his  lips,  and  speak  his  choice. 
Amiable,  &c* 

Charmed  with  the  Deity  alone 
Terrestrial  pursuits  he  forsakes, 

And  ere  yet  half  to  manhood  grown, 
His  virgin  vows  to  Mary  makes. 
Amiable,  &c. 


78 


H  Y  M  N  S. 


Enamored  of  celestial  joys, 

Let  pride  and  wealth  my  choice  withstand, 
I  scorn  their  gifts,  they  are  but  toys, 

He  said,  and  joins  Loyola's  band. 
Amiable,  &c.        • 

To  gain  perfection's  utmost  height 
He  tries,  nor  was  his  trial  vain; 

Of  sanctity  a  model  bright, 

He  stands  a  mirror  clear  of  stain. 
Amiable,  &c. 


St.  Stanislaus  Kostka. 

O,  ye  angelic  bands,  attend ! 

From  heaven's  high  exalted  spires, 
With  mortal  accents  deign  to  blend 

The  voice  of  your  harmonious  choirs. 

In  early 'life's  most  tender  state, 

(O  thy  designs,  how  great,  O  God!) 

Young  Stanislaus  could  emulate 

The  virtuous  path  that  saints  have  trod. 

Thy  tenderness,  O  Virgin  bright, 
Places  within  his  youthful  arms 

The  object  of  his  soul's  delight, 
An  infant  Saviour's  lovely  charms. 


HYMNS.  79 

O  happiness  supremely  great ! 

No  grandeur  can  his  heart  decoy ; 
Jesus,  thy  order  grants  a  seat, 

Receives  the  youth  and  crowns  his  joy. 

Deluding  world,  thy  threats  are  vain, 
Your  tinsel  pleasures  lose  their  charms  ; 

The  generous  youth  they  can't  detain, 
He  lives  secure  in  Jesus'  arms. 

In  joyful  strains  come  sound  his  praise, 
With  anthems  strike  the  vaulted  sky  ; 

Ye  angels,  strike  your  choicest  lays, 
And  greet  the  saint  now  flown  on  high. 


St.  Francis  Xaverius, 

With  grateful  hearts,  let's  all  combine, 
And  sing  to-day  our  choicest  lays, 

Let's  all  in  tuneful  accents  join, 

To  sound  the  great  Xaverius'  praise. 

Xaverius,  great  Loyola's  son, 

By  words  divine  from  error  gained, 

By  fervor  so^n  the  conquest  won — 

The  earth  once  loved,  he  soon  disdained. 


80 


H  *  Al  IN  S. 


With  toils  immense,  both  sea  and  land, 
Immortal  souls  to  God  to  gain, 

He  measures  o'er  at  God's  command, 
Then  dies  upon  a  desert  plain. 


St.  Patrick. 
Hibernia's  champion  saint,  all  hail  ! 

With  fadeless  glory  crowned  ; 
The  offspring  of  your  ardent  zeal 
This  day  your  praise  shall  sound. 
Great  and  glorious  St.  Patrick, 
Pray  for  that  dear  country, 
The  land  of  our  fathers  ; 
Great  and  glorious  St.  Patrick, 
Hearken  to  the  prayer  of  thy  children. 

Borne  on  the  wings  of  charity, 

To  Erin's  coast  you  flew, 
Bade  Satan  from  her  valleys  flee, 

And  his  dark  shrines  o'erlhrew. 
Great  and  glorious,  &c. 

From  faith's  bright  camp  the  demon  fled, 
The  path  to  heaven  was  cleared  ; 

Religion  raised  her  beauteous  head, 
An  isle  of  saints  appeared. 
Great  and  glorious,  &c. 


II  V  M  .\  S  . 


81 


To  God,  who  sent  you  to  our  isle, 

Be  endless  glory  given  : 
O  may  he  ever  on  it  smile, 

And  lead  its  sons  to  heaven. 

Great  and  glorious,  &c. 


St.  Rose  of  Lima. 
First  floweret  of  the  desert  wild, 

Whose  leaves  the  sweets  of  grace  exhale, 
We  greet  thee,  Lima's  sainted  child- 
Rose  of  America  !  all  hail !  {twice.) 
When  first  appeared  the  infant  smile, 

Beaming  upon  thy  features  meek, 
It  seemed  as  if  there  blushed  the  while 

The  rose-bud  on  thy  virgin  cheek. 
And  hence  thy  name,  St.  Rose,  was  given, 

Not  by  thy  earthly  parents'  choice ; 
But  by  the  holy  Queen  of  heaven, 

Who  bade  thee  in  that  name  rejoice. 
And  once,  amid  thy  rapturous  prayer, 

Thy    heavenly    Spouse    himself    came 
down — 
Most  sweetly  breathing  in  thy  ear, 

"  Rose  of  my  heart,  receive  thy  crown  1" 
6 


82  HYMNS. 

And  whilst  amid  his  glories  now 
Thou  seest  him  face  to  face,  O  deign, 

St.  Rose,  to  hear  thy  suppliants'  vow, 
That  grace  and  glory  we  may  gain. 


To  St.  Cecilia. 

Let  the  deep  organ  swell  the  lay, 
In  honor  of  this  festive  day  ; 
Let  the  harmonious  choirs  proclaim 
Cecilia's  ever-blessed  name. 

Let  the  harmonious  choirs,  &c. 

Cecilia,  with  a  two-fold  crown 
Adorned  in  heaven,  we  pray  look  down 
Upon  thy  fervent  votaries  here, 
And  hearken  to  their  humble  prayer. 

Let  the  harmonious  choirs,  &c. 

Rome  gave  the  virgin  martyr  birth, 
Whose  holy  name  hath  filled  the  earth: 
And  from  the  early  dawn  of  youth, 
She  fixed  her  heart  on  God  and  truth. 

Let  the  harmonious  choirs,  dec. 


II  Y  M  N  S 


S3 


Tfeen  from  the  world's  bewildering  strife, 
In  peace  she  spent  her  holy  life — 
Teaching  the  organ  to  combine 
With  voice,  to  praise  the  Lamb  divine. 
Let  the  harmonious  choirs,  &c. 

Most  firmly  did  her  heart  withstand ; 
She  smiled  upon  the  fell  command 
To  plunge  her  in  a  bath  of  fire; 
There  to  be  tortured  and  expire. 

Let  the  harmonious  choirs,  &c 


PART  EIGHTH. 

MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 

To  thee,  O  God,  our  Saviour, 

Each  heart  exulting  sings — 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favour, 

Almighty  King  of  kings. 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  the  saints  above ; 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love.  '    , 

Chorus. 
God  is  great ;  let  all  adore  Kim  : 
Come,  with  joyful  songs,  before  him 
Heart  and  voice,  with  one  accord, 
Praise,  adore,  and  bless  the  Lord, 


84 


HYMNS. 

Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  East, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
Our  humble  supplication, 

Well  pleased,  deign  to  hear ; 
O  grant  us  thy  salvation, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  fear. 
God  is  great,  &c. 


Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  Lord — 
The  universal  King. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  alleluia, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  alleluia, 
Alleluia,  alleluia,  alleluia, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bounds  : 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 

And  all  the  solid  grounds. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 


HYMNS.  85 

Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own : 

He  formed  us  by  his  word. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 

To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 

And  own  your  gracious  God. 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  &c. 


Hymn  for  Confessors. 

This  day,  with  gladness,  Christian  choirs 

proclaim 
His  combats,  triumph,  faith,  and  glorious 

name, 
Who,  boldly,  Christ  on  earth  confessed, 
And  now  exults  among  the  blessed. 

Prudence  and  piety  adorned  his  life ; 
Unstained  with  ill,  and  undisturbed  by  strife: 
Chaste,  humble,  meek,  he  kept  his  heart, 
Till  bid  by  heaven  from  life  depart. 


OQ  HYMN'S. 

The    Almighty    now    his    servant's    glory 

shows, 
And  signal  favors  through  his  prayers  be 

stows : 
Diseases  fly  before  his  shrine, 
And  health  returns  by  power  divine. 

Let's  then,  in  thankful  songs,  our  voices 

raise, 
And  sing  to  him  this  solemn  hymn  of  praise; 
That  by  his  prayers,  the  Almighty  may 
His  favours  to  our  souls  convey. 

To  him  be  glory,  power,  and  endless  fame, 
Whose  wisdom  rules  the  whole  creation's 

frame  ; 
And  fills  the  bright  celestial  throne — 
The  great  mysterious  Three  in  One. 


Evening  Hymn. 

Depart  awhile,  each  thought  of  care — 
Be  earthly  things  forgotten  all ; 

And  speak,  my  soul,  thy  vesper  prayer, 
Obedient  to  devotion's  call. 


H  V  M  N  8.  ^7 

For  hark!  the  pealing  chorus  swells, 
Devotion  chants  the  hymn  of  praise, 

And  now  of  joy  and  hope  it  tells, 
Till,  fainfing  on  the  ear,  it  says, 
Gloria  tibi,  Domine. 

Thine,  wondrous  babe  of  Galilee! 

Fond  theme  of  David's  harp  and  song, 
Thine  are  the  notes  of  minstrelsy, 

To  thee  its  ransomed  chords  belong; 
And  hark!  again  the  chorus  swells, 

The  song  is  wafted  on  the  breeze, 
And  to  the  listening  earth  it  tells, 

In  accents  soft  and  sweet  as  these, 
Gloria  tibi,  Domine. 

My  heart  doth  feel  that  still  He  s  near, 

To  meet  the  soul  in  hours  like  this; 
Else  why,  O  why  that  falling  tear, 

When  all  is  peace,  and  love,  and  bliss? 
But  hark !  the  pealing  chorus  swells 

Anew  its  thrilling  vesper  train; 
And  still  of  joy  and  hope  it  tells, 

And  bids  creation  sing  again, — 
Gloria  tibi,  Domine. 


88  HYMNS. 

To  the  Blessed  Virgin. 

Ave  Maria,  by  Gabriel  saluted, 

Blest  amongst  women,  chaste,  imdefiled, 

Vessel  of  sanctity,  pure,  unpolluted, 
Favored  of  heaven,  gentle  and  mild, 
Mother  of  Jesus,  all  hail. 

Ave  Maria,  the  bright  stars  are  telling 

The  power  of  their  Maker  divine; 
Yet  thou  art  the  fairest  in  that  happy  dwell 
ing, 
And  none  can  thy  power  outshine. 
Star  of  the  ocean,  all  hail. 

Ave  Maria,  bright  lamp  of  devotion, 
That  kindles  the  flame  of  the  soul, 

And  gently  burns  with  undying  emotion, 
To  light  us  to  heaven's  bright  goal. 

Help  of  the  Christian,  all  hail 

Ave  Maria,  our  hearts  lowly  bending — 

We  sinners  our  sorrows  disclose; 

0  come  to  our  aid,  thy  pity  extending, 

And  save  us  from  misery's  woes. 

Queen  of  the  angels,  all  hail. 
Sancta  Maria,  ora  pro  nobis. 


INDEX. 


PART    I. 

Invocation  of  the  Holy  Gliost. 

V'eni  Creator  Spiritus         ...  3 

Spirit,  Creator  of  mankind  3 

Come,  Holy  Ghost  4 

Come,  Holy  Spirit  4 

See  the  Paraclete  descending  5 

Veni  Sancte  Spiritus  ...  6 

PART    II. 

Hymns  to  the  Blessed  Sacrament  and  for  Holy 
Communion. 


Litany  of  the  Sacred  Heart 
Tantum  ergo  sacramentum 
Adoro  te  supplex  latens  Deitas 
Ave  verum  corpus  natum  - 
O  Salutaris  Hostia    - 
My  God,  my  life,  my  love 
What  happiness  can  equal  mine 
Though  all  the  powers 
Saving  Host,  we  fall  before  thee 
Can  it  be  that  my  God 
Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul 
O  what  could  my  Jesus  do  more 
Take  me,  my  Jesus,  to  heaven  - 
Wilt  thou  come  to  me,  my  Jesus 


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8 
9 
9 
10 
10 
11 
12 
13 
14 
10 
17 
17 
18 


90  INDEX. 

PART    III. 

Hymns  nf  Praise  and  Joy. 

Thee,  Sovereign  God         -         -  -  20 

Srike  the  harp  in  praise  of  God  -  21 

Sound  the  loud  timbrel      -         -  -  22 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head  -  23 

O  all  ye  people  the  Lord  has  made  -  24 

Sweet  is  the  face  of  nature         -  -  25 

Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  flowers  -  26 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise!    -         -  -  27 

Hark,  my  soul,  how  every  thing  -  28 

Hark,  how  the  watchman  cries  -  -  29 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King  -  -  30 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  God  -  31 
This  day  with  gladness  Christian  choirs  32 

PART  IV. 

Hymns  of  Mourning. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame    -  -  33 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  the  prayer  -  34 

Christians,  who  of  Jesus' sorrows,  -  31 

Stabat  mater  dolorosa        -         -  -  35 

Dies  iree,  dies  ilia     -         -         -  -  36 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home        -  -  37 

All  is  but  vanity       -         -         -  -  37 

Saviour,  when,  in  dust,  to  thee  •  -  38 


INDEX. 


91 


PART    V. 
Festivals  throughout  the  Year. 

With  hearts  truly  grateful           -  -  40 

To  worship  thy  Redeemer's  birth  -  41 

Jesus,  the  only  thought  of  thee  -  -  43 

Young  men  and  maids       -         -  -  44 

Strike  the  cymbal,  roll  the  timbrel  -  46 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  -  47 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes  -  48 

Let  us  give  immortal  praise      *  -  -  *49 

O  o;reat  Creator  of  the  light       -  -  50 

PART    VI. 
To  the  Blessed  Virgin. 

Litany 51 

Ave  Maria        -          -         -          ...  53 

O  Sanctissima           -         -         -  .54 

Ave  maris  stell          -         -         -  -  54 

Bright  Mother            -          -         -  -  56 

Children  of  Mary      ....  57 

Hail,  happy  Queen  -         -         -  -  58 

Hail,  heavenly  Queen        -         -  -  58 

Hail,  Mary,  Queen  and  Virgin  pure  -  59 

Fading,  still  fading  -          -          -  -  60 

As  the  dewy  shades  of  even       -  -  61 

Jesu  Mater       -         •         -         -  -  62 

Mary,  our  mother  be         -         -  -  62 

O  Mary,  my  mother          -         -  -63 


92  INDEX. 

Ave  sanctissima        -         -         -         -  64 

Ave  Maria,  guardian         -         -         -  65 

Jesu  Mater  ave  -         -         -         -  60 

Hail  to  the  Mistress  -         -         ••  68 

Holy  Mary,  mother  mild  -         -         -  69 

Hail,  Mary!  O  how  pure  love's  flame  70 

O  blest  fore'er  the  mother  -         -  71 

Hark!  from  heaven,  the  message  given  72 

PART    VII. 

In  honor  of  the  Angels  and  Saints. 

O  God,  how  ought  my  grateful  heart  73 

Blest  spirits  of  light  -         -         -         -  74 

Holy  Patron,  thee  saluting  -         -  75 

O  thou  great  favorite         -         -         -  76 

The  youth  who  wealth       -         -         -  77 

O  ye  angelic  bands,  attend         -         -  78 

With  grateful  hearts  -         -         -  79 

Hibernia's  champion  saint  -  -  80 

First  floweret  of  the  desert  wild  -  81 

Let  the  deep  organ  swell  the  lay         -  82 

PART    VIII. 

Miscellaneous  Hymns. 

To  thee,  O  God  our  Saviour      -         -  83 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad    -         -  84 

This  day  wilh  gladness     -         -         -  85 

Depart  a  while,  each  thought  of  care-  86 

Ave  Maria,  by  Gabriel  saluted  -         .  88 


SACRED    MELODIES, 


CONTAINING 

A  SELECTION 


MOST   APPROPRIATE   AIRS, 


AND  DESIGNED  AS  A  COMPANION 


CATHOLIC    SUNDAY    SCHOOL    HYMN    BOOK,  MANUAL   OP 
THE    SODALITY,    SACRED    WREATH,  &C. 


"Let  the  word  of  Christ  dwell  in  you  ahundantly,  in  all  wisdom, 
teaching  and  admonishing  one  another  in  Psalms,  Hymns,  and 
Spiritual  Canticles,  singing  in  grace  in  your  hearts  to  God." — 
Col.  hi.  16. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

PUBLISHED  BY  H.  McGRATH, 

NO.  1  SOUTH  EIGHTH  STREET. 
1851. 


PREFACE. 


This  little  -work  is  a  choice  selection  of  Catholic  Music, 
adapted  to  Choirs,  Sodalities  and  Sunday  Schools.  The 
want  of  a  work  in  the  present  form,  must  not  only  be  evi- 
dent to  all,  but  must  have  been  regretted  by  the  lovers  of 
Sacred  Music.  We  had  an  abundance  of  beautiful  devo- 
tional words,  but  no  airs, — hence,  at  the  solicitation  of 
Clergymen  from  several  States,  the  Compiler  has  selected 
from  various  sources,  but  particularly  from  the  celebrated 
"  Canticles  Saint  Sulpice,"  (now  used  in  the  Church  for 
more  than  a  century,)  the  choicest  airs,  and  arranged  them 
to  our  English  and  Latin  poetry. 

The  advantage  and  beauty  of  this  music  will  not  only  be 
found  in  solos,  duets,  trios  and  quartettes  in  choirs,  but  the 
simplicity  of  the  style  is  such,  that  when  hundreds  of 
roices  are  united,  as  in  Sundaj5-  Schools  and  Sodalities,  the 
effect  is  truly  religious  and  most  pleasing. 

Neither  time,  research,  talent,  nor  expense  have  been 
spared  in  this  collection  ;  hence  we  humbly  hope  this  little 
work  will  be  so  spread  all  over  the  Union,  that  the  Catholic 
children  of  America,  when  surrounding  the  holy  altars  of 
religion,  though  far  away  from  home  and  relatives,  may 
find  familiar,  pleasing  and  pious  reminiscences  in  these 
pimple  but  beautiful  Catholic  Melodies,  now  presented  to 
them. 

Entered  according  to  the  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1850, 

By  H.  McGRATH, 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court,  for  the  Eastern 

District  of  Pennsylvania. 

KING  &  BAIRD,  Printers,  No.  9  Sansom  Street,  Phoa.'" 


PREFACE  TO  THE  VOCAL  EXERCISES. 


This  short  combination  of  rudiments  is  written  without 
any  further  explanation,  because  it  cannot  be  expected 
that  any  person  would  attempt  to  teach  themselves  music 
without  the  assistance  of  a  teacher,  whose  business  it  is  to 
explain  matters  to  the  best  of  his  knowledge. 

By  the  use  of  these  printed  Exercises,  the  teacher  may 
dispense  partly,  or  entirely,  with  the  use  of  the  black 
board,  and  the  pupils  in  singing  will  show  whether  they 
understand  the  explanations  of  the  teacher,  and  whether 
they  are  able  to  apply  the  theory  to  the  performance  of 
vocal  music. 

Pitch  and  Length  are  the  two  principal  qualities  of 
musical  sounds,  and  these  two  being  so  intimately  con- 
nected together,  as  to  make  it  impossible  to  separate  them 
from  each  other,  I  leave  it  to  the  judgment  of  the  teacher, 
in  what  succession  to  use  this  short  sketch  of  Exercises ; 
and  I  hope  they  will  find  them  as  complete  for  the  instruc- 
tion of  beginners,  as  in  these  few  pages  allowed  for  this 
purpose  could  be  expected. 

EDWARD   PIQUE, 

Pro/eseor  of  Vocal  Music. 


ITALIAN  WORDS 

USED  TO  DESIGNATE  THE   POWER  AND   THE   MOVEMENT 
IN  PERFORMING  MUSIC. 


No.  I. — In  Regard  to  Power. 

pp. — Pianissimo. — Very  soft. 

p. — Piano. — soft. 

m. — Mezzo. — Neither  loud  nor  soft. 

/. — Forte. — Loud. 

//. — Fortissimo. — Very  loud. 

Crescendo.  -=d  Increasing. 

Decrescendo.  )  _  . -      .. 

_.    .  ,       >•  "~>-  Decreasing  the  power. 

Diminuendo.    J 

af. — Sforzando. — Loud  on  a  sudden. 

No.  2. — In  Regard  to  Movement. 

Expressions  for  Slow  Movements. 

Largo.    Larghetto.    Adagio.     Lento.     Andante.    An 
Jantino.     Moderate 

Expressions  for  Quick  Movements. 

Allegretto.    Allegro.     Presto.     Prestissimo. 
Accelerando. — Quickening  the  time. 
Ritardando. 


[    Slowering  the  time. 
Rallentando.  J 

A  tempo. — In  time. 


RUDIMENTS  OF  SINGING. 


SCALE  IN  NOTES  OF  VARIOUS  LENGTHS. 


No.  1.— Whole  Notes. 

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IIP 


No.  15. 


-=-t--rTh-J^^g 


RUDIMENTS   OF   SINGING. 


No.  16. 


-z^fSiiP! 


#ts§ 


I 


No.  17. 


No.  18. 


No.  19. 


1 r 

■„-•—- 


37FHEE3 


No.  20. 


No.  21 


s 


No.  22. 


Lql^i! 


■"i — i — rr □ 


No.  23. 


No.  24. 


~ — h^ 

: — fmi 


No.  25. 


IT'S   &~t*~* — r~^J 1 


No.  26. 


3! 


qig:tg£f-_^8-^--H-f^:gjqf 


No.  27. 


RUDIMENTS    Ui'    SING1NU. 
No.  28. 


IX 


No.  29. 


j^r'  i!  Epft"^ 


i- 


No.  30. 

— fl— IT 


No.  31. 


No.  32 


^ty" 


3EPe3 


'*-&- 


No.  33 


No.  34. 


No.  36 


i  ij#  *         ^rrrrrP  #^ — i — ct 

No.  36. 

__lf=^5e—r-fqrt 


No.  37. 


-^# 


No.  38. 


:«?!=Jl. — * 


RUDIMENTS    Or   SINGING. 


EXERCISES  IN  REST, 
No.  1.— Whole  Rests. 


m 


rEE=-= 


I-^-T— t© 


iiHH 


No.  2.— Half  Rests. 


" T 


— r 
— r 


.«_.C^_-c. 


m 


No.  3.— Quarter  Rests. 


,- 


V     I  >*' 


25IE 


No.  4.— Eighth  Rests. 

1                 2 

3t 1 — 

9j ^ 1 

@) — i — H — -J — -j — 

__J__* ?Z- 

^      _*_         9          * 

RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING- 


XI 


3  4  12 


•~ — w-~ nr~  >   t 


4 


j=jg=jg=g 


No.  5. 


No.  6. 


i rrr 


No.  7. 


*=J 


No.  8. 


No.  9. 

r f 


'~Ti~~ 


zr 


ii 


fe^S 


xn 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


No.  1.— Triplets. 


— 3 — m"H"n~n-7 


No.  2. 


3         3        H"l 

r*  m  ng  I  ij. 


^       —  — _.  ^        _| — l 


DOTTED  NOTES. 
No.  1.— Dotted  Whole  Notes. 


JBifeM 


No.  2.— Dotted  Whole  Notes. 


•gp 


35: 


RUDIMENTS    of    RINGING. 


Xlll 


No.  3. 


-eP 


-] r 


1 


:s=3 


1 


No.  4. 


~&^ 


— rh-rH 


H r 


No.  5. 


«Z=^J 


l_   1 


0 


ip 


No.  6.— Dotted  Quarter  Notes. 


^ — i r 


XIV 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


3ES 


3EJ=P 


No.  7. 


-#v-» 


E5- 


r^Efa 


—   g, _j_#_    . (a ( |_ 

, 9 


Bffft. 


i^^: 


Q          ]           !           | 

^p ff  • — ji — 

•T 

*       #     ^_ 

No.  9. 

* 

0 

...    J 

J    d*    *   \ 

RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


XV 


No.  10—  Dotted  Eighth  Notes. 


No.  11.— Dotted  Rests. 


'~ri  «~^* — ^     — *~ 


No.  12. 


i— #j — # — . 


XVI  RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 

No    1.— Pour  Quarters.  (Common  Time.) 


F^BS 


No.  2.— Three  Quarters. 

i— H^- 

^n- — \ZmiMzJ — i — ! 


h£—r: 


i" 


E^fe^E^I 


No.  3.— Two  Quarters. 


— P-i — !=F — i — 


<s>- 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING.  XV11 

No.  4.— Six  Eighths, 

-^f-. *■ — ^— p ^— s — g 9 

•r • 9— 9— ^r— 


No.  5.— Three  Eighths, 

0  q 

«* 

_, N 

1     1 

J=4 

F>-F 


i- I 


l^H 


No.  6.— AUa  Breve. 


l£ 


^— & 


<Z> 


1 I 


3E3: 


—  r--- 1 |-r     i         i  r        L 


xvm 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


INTERVALS. 

The  blaclc  Notes  are  to  be  sung  by  the  teacher  and 
pupil,  but  the  lohite  Notes  by  the  pupil  alone. 


A                      2d 

3d 

4  th 

5th        6th        7  th    Octave. 

\J 

E 

j& 

^j    s>  r 

f/n 

^    o    <s?-- I_ 

VvL/ 

« 

•^    -«-    & 

No.  1.— Seconds  Ascending-. 


i — iin—T 


No.  2. — Seconds  Descending1. 


f^tcs. 


FH 


"C>f 


is 


I 


No.  3.— Thirds  Ascending. 


3=5 


lEj^Eg^EgE 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 
No.  4.— Thirds  Descending. 


xix 


fepfei 


3EE 


No.  5.— Fourths  Ascending". 


E^afe 


-# — 


No.  6.— Fourths  Descending1. 


{     * 


zr 


No.  7.— Fifths  Ascending. 


3n™ 


'■&- 


-n_.  _ 


3fi 


No.  8.— Fifths  Descending. 


yrrbj.     Li.  JE 


f 


:3= 


XX  RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING 

No.  9.— Sixths  Ascending. 


— s>~  T      " 


No   10.— Sixths  Descending-. 


m 


& 

:~^: 


Slf 


P 


No.  11. — Sevenths  Ascending. 


q=zi=±j:=c=t3_±=±fc±zd 


No.  12.— Sevenths  Descending. 


S?" 


§3 


EEEEE 


No.  13.— Octaves  Ascending. 


izezez 


5: 


f 


pg^ 


No.  14- — Octaves  Descending. 


:3E 


"ST 


3': 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING.  XXI 

Skips  from  one  to  three,  five  and  eight. 

,  '   i         J-  J    J-f 

— — ! — i — i — 2 — m — # r 

-#_? /r ^  ft 


No.  15. 


I=53=3=il?=i=i=l 


No.  16. — Ascending*. 


No.  17.— Descending". 


T3 

■0 


BE 


g 


)—<—&-- 


Skips  from  one  to  four,  six  and  eight. 


1 
No  18. 


S-» 


i r 


fe-f" 


i r 


1 


-e>- 


XX11 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


No.  19.— Ascending. 


X    "il        I       it it"! — hr 

it it — g^ti    j  hrgrigrr 

it — s?t — r~t  ~r  s?ti — II 1 

~i~^-tizrd:iir-t#    iezzzLzzzt 


~^3 

T~ 

w     -f-       -40-       -#- 
No.  29.— Descending 


:s? 


v?a 


"Z5" 


t 


3T-T3T 


LOWER  AND  HIGHER  NOTES. 


A    B    C    D   E    F    G 


SHARP,  jft    FLAT,  U     NATURAL,   fa 

No,  1. — Sharps, 


£ 


:^rs^T.a#^rs»-^ 


1=S 


ii — i 


i 


lU'Dl MIDI'S    Ui'    bliNOi.NMJ 


No.  5. 


i 


: rF— 1 — rF~i — i — rf— i — ] 

1 


^TO 


:s?§^ 


Sfee: 


No.  2.— Flats. 


E&feF^fepI 


.mi&z^it^ 


,*J 


1 


Le?- 


^S^-grrgj-g 


3= 


_         i pi-— ! f  — j 1 f 


No.  1— Key  of  C. 

1  2  3    4 


1  2  3     4    5  6  7     8 


XXIV 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


No.  2.— Key  of  G— has  one  Sharp. 

I 


1  |— j 

~l 1 ~2  ~e 

?—* ^1 


*f£ 


I 


i 


No.  3.— Key  of  D— has  two  Sharps. 


No.  4.— Key  of  A— has  three  Sharps, 


n — c 


Sz — i 1 i~n 2 — S^ — ft? — 

No.  5.— Key  of  E— has  four  Sharps. 


1 


i 

No.  6.— Key  of  F— has  one  Plat. 


1 
9  "^ 


: 1 — i 1 — 2 w~r~r 


^ 


i;>  DIMENTS   OF   SINGING.  *xv 

N0'_Z.'"~Key  °f  BFlat~has  *wo  Flats. 

J  1 

NoJ?-Key  of  5  Flat-has  three  Flats.     * 

-5#— * — ^===^EE 


i 


.  9.-Key  of  A  Flat-has  four  Flats,         r 

i  7 ' 

MIXOR  KEYS. 

No.  10  -Key  of  A  Minor  belongs  to  C  Major. 

_G 7  8 


Nb.JU.-Eey  of  B  Minor  belongs  to  G  Major. 


XXVI 


RUDIMENTS    OF    SINGING. 


No. 

12- 

-Key 

of  D  Elinor 

belongs  to 

F  Major. 

1      1 

(1 

1 

,  1 

4±J     «     £ 

W\ 

1 1- 

— h 

!_ 

-J- 

-W- 

T«^f-f 

vJ/ 

1 

m 

1 

•7 

SIGNATURE. 


No.  1. 

iHL_i  J   I 


:«3 


•#— i — i — j — < 


"S?" 


i 


No.  2. 


■*=& 


1    1 


:zriZS; 


-ft-zi 


— — — *+    *  *  *    J  '- 


No.  3. 


I  I 


_ 1 — i-t — ; — |— j— rr~m~T ^~r 


ts. 


RUDIMENTS   OF    SINGING.  XXV11 


No.  4. 


^ 


d=3S= 


•*»-?* 


lill 


No.  5. 


I      I 


3E*^ 


%e-o-9 


§^L 


i    i" 


'■*Z*^-L^- 


111 


,4n  accidental  Sharp  or  Flat  affects  through  the 
whole  measure  all  the  notes  of  the  same  name. 

No.  1. 


™r 


:r~\ — r 


zr    i_Z_t.    r 


3 


1 


XXV111 

No.  2. 


RUDIMENTS   OP   SINGING. 


■A-e 


-#*- 


ill 


No.  3. 


-@—0 


-•— J— I — 


==1 


■»» — s — « — 1-- 


r_M 


E=S 


5bf: 


•n' 


"# — | f 


The  Treble  Clef— also  called  the  G  Clef. 

^  C D_ E F G A  B__      C_ 


I  I  I         gei 


The  Bass  Clef—  also  called  the  F  Clef. 


=F 


r 


n 


j 


G 


PART    FIRST. 

t    m  •  o   •  — 

INVOCATION   TO   THE   HOLY  GHOST. 
No.  1,  pag-e  3. 


mmm^ 


Ve  -       ni       Cre  -    a  -    tor      Spi  -    ri- 


x: 


-; m- 


f  i»|  J=£ 


tus  ;  Men 

-  tes      tu  - 

o  -    rum 

Yl  -            SI 

~fV_ 

-g EI 

"Tf                                    4Q 

:_^=*l_ 

SHE: 

"  1 1    _ 

i    T 

-F — H 

J_ 

ta ;      Im  -   pie     su  -    per  -    na      gra  -    ti  - 


e . , 


T~ 


1 — 

FHH 

33 
1 

t-$-9 

-g   1   " 

1 r_ 

ce,  Quoe  tu    ere-  as  -  ti,    pec  -    to  -  ra. 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


No.  2. 

■#r* — ^ — i — RH"i — 


tlzt 


m 


Spi  -  rit,  Cre-a  -  tor      of  mankind, 


2i;^: 


2 


H 

3ES 


Come,  visit  eve  -    ry     pi  -  ous  mind,       And 


TT 


r-f- 


sweet  -  ly    let    thy  grace     in 


vade  Our 


— I — i — h"i — i — j \~r 


hearts,  0  Lord,        which  thou  hast  made,  Our 


Pv 


~i^" — i — r~ 


m 


hearts    0  Lord,  which      thou    hast  made. 


Ho.  3,  pag-e  3. 


S3 8~&-W 

Spirit,  Cre-a  -  tor  of  mankind,  Come  vis-it 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


=J 


^  V 


errVf-rrt 


-# — |— •-#-*Lr" 
^  ^ 

every  pious  mind,  And  sweetly  let  thy  grace  in- 


3s 


vade, 


JEg^^g 


*-*-* — — w 

Our       hearts    0  Lord,  which  thou  hast 


n                # 

5r — i — P~\ — 

*  T  m.s- 

^      *    ~ 

P     f   i 

\C\  rl      ' 

i     r-  r    i 

i 

i     ^ 

made.  Chase  far  away  the  mortal  foe,     And  peace 


t     ?' 


— ^_p 


& 


the  fruit  of  love  bestow.  Let  thy  direction  on  us 

\J          ^ 

&    i 

• 

'JL        \      *   m 

1  5* 

i  r  f  f 

-g  & 

■v             ^  v  * 

i  ■  i — 

shine,   That  sin  and  vice   we  may  de-  cline. 


No.  4,  page  4. 


-P-- 


zpzjizr 


:  :^_^z^_#:  :^_dz25^_^:  : 


«£- 


Come  Holy  Ghost  send  down  those  beams,  Come  Holy 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


Uj       i       i       i       i 

■       1 

..  _ 

ijL  0  \<0—o—d- 

:sl-p-=; 

T^-F--^-r*:: 

VM/ 

t             ^         1             ^    * 

Ghost  send  down  those  beams  Which  sweetly  flow     in 


p-w 


silent  streams,  From  thy  bright  throne  a      bove         Which 


3__ L( ( 3—^ SL 

sweetly  flow  in  silent  streams,  From  thy  bright  throne  above. 


wrwrn 


irnrri'TsiznrTs; 


0     come  thou  Father  of  the  poor, 

Thou  bounteous 


S-J^#-# 


source  of     all    our  store, 

Come  warm  our  hearts  with  love,  with 


£?  "T-     I —  "J — I — I — I !  ™ — i  "*( — I —     i 


love  divine,  Come  warm  onr  hearts 

With  love,  with  love  divine.  Thou 


SACRED    MELOD IKS. 


#«##«# 


ffn* 


arrti 


i     i 


5^P 


CS' 


bounteous  source  of  all  our  store,  D.  C 

Come  warm  our  hearts  "with  love. 


No.  5,  pag-e  3. 


& ,  ma , r 


Spi-  rit,  Cre-a-  tor   of      man-kind, 


-i — 


i    r  i    r    *" 


Come  visit  ev-  e  -     ry    pi  - 


ous   mind,    And 

0 


EESEEQf£te£E5E 


swect-ly      let  thy  grace      in  -        vade     Our 


hearts,   0         Lord,  which  thou  hast  made,  Our 


hearts,   0  Lord,   which  thou   hast  made,  Our 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


rrjz:JrjrTZ^wz  :r~rr:rnr^p^z»: : 


hearts,  0   Lord,   which  thou  hast  made,  And 

sweet  -  lj    let    thy  grace    in  -  vade  Our 


hearts,    0  Lord,      which  thou  hast  made. 


PAET  SECOND. 

HYMNS  FOR  HOLY  COMMUNION. 
No.  6,  page  10. 


To      thee,    to      thee 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


;*=.-£- 


^m 


0 

come     to 

O 

me      from  hca\ 

'n    above, 

'0     * 

o 

-.            a 

M                        -it 

9           r 

S> 

u\\      '                      ^ 

! 

I 

Vvl/ 

1 

I 

And 


be      my     God,        my 

m 


all, 


f-1* 

P      g 


?= 


i 


My     faith  be  -  holds       thee,       Lord, 


Concealed       in 


hu  -      man       food 


l  [ 


~^~g~T'i 


9 S~  ~# f 


1 


fa 


My 

sens  -  es 

fail ;     but 

in      thy  word 

'  0    * 

1         £    n 

'  *       «  X 

^          1                 p 

d        r 

i        r  f 

(fi)    '               * 

i         i 

i —     i — t 

i 

I         trust  and      find        my        God. 


10 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


trust  and     find         my        God. 


%F=£ 


No.  7,  pag-e  10. 


i     r~!irrr" 
•r—r— ^-spr- 


My  God 

,  my  life,  my  love, 

*     m 

To  thee,  to  thee  I 

f-r-f-^- 

&"-&—9 — gfi" 

ff[)    1 

i     i 

1          II         1      ' 

vj/ 

1         U    r       1 

call:    0    come  to  me  fromheav'n  a-bove,  And 


be  my  God,  my  all 


?B 


i       sp"r~r~r~ 


\i      ^ 

7L  ^v     a 

#•      ^ 

rrhj r 

i         i     " 

h          H~ 

My  faith  beholds  thee 

m 


s 


g 


Lord,  Concealed       in  hu-    man  food,    My 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


11 


sens-es  fail ;  but  in  thy  -word  I  trust  and  find  my 

Q                        #"' 

a 

I 

/V-    S3         *     ~l    ' 

f     m     J       1 

i  ™ 

ff\     i                1            T 

r      #      J 

—& 

S             ...       ' 

I               * 

Ood,  My     God,  my     life,  my    love. 


No.  8,  page  10. 


My  God,   my  life,   my        love, 


t^  p 

To  thee,  to  thee    I  call :      0  come  to  me  from 


'  \J    w    > 

m    *    e  . 

* 

A  f  • '  p.- 

^           P     •     a 
■p— p— P~  I f" 

i*F=^— 

VM/ 

i        P 

i       i 

•/ 

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heaven  above,  And  be  my  God,   my  alL 


12 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


.___ 6? 


My  faith  beholds  thee  Lord, 

Con-ceal-  ed  in  hu-rnan 


0       1          1         N 

P- 

« 

/t     '         '      m 

r    .«•.-£. 

*•"  0  r~  ' 

ffh  *•   * 

i      F    1 

i      i    i 

V_U>     " ' 

___    t            i* 

w 

•7 

food  ;        My   senses     fail ;   "but  in  thy  word 

0      m      *      m        1             ^ 

A      *       1         *           "         ^ 

i          i    ' 

Kg     k*       ^       1**       0           # 

-9     .         » 

I    trust  and   find      my 


God. 


No.  9.  page  10. 


Zl 


Si^ES 


H-- 


My      God, 


mm 


my  life,    my  love,   To 

1 —  -; 


thee,    to    thee      I 


call, 


SACRED  MELODIES. 


13 


HU_t 


J (Z 


:i  J    I    r: 


come  to  mo  from  heav'n  above. 

And  be  my  God,  my 

"1 


^=z^zt±z. lT_J — ) 


]=&:: 


all.     My    faith  be-holds  thee,   Lord,     Con- 


cealed in    human  food ;        My  senses  fail ;  but 


EI    r #_ i  . 


^^ 


±=M-j=* 


I 


in    thy  word  I  trust,  and  find  my    God. 


No.  10,  pag-e  11. 


-#- 


^E^\-J=T=^S. 


What  hap-pi  -  ness    can       e  -     qual 
2 


14 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


assar — 


0 — 0- 


mine  ?       I've  found  the  ob  -  ject    of       my 

\j 

i      I 

m~~&{ * — ^w~ 

II! 

"~~m a 9 — w~ 

^               -  i  "i- 

love ;         My  Jesus        dear,     my  King      di- 


-P d? -1-1 l-J— 


rn — 3 r 


0 0- 


vine, 


Is  come  to  me  from     hea  -  ven  a- 

:&~0 


f=? 


isizfrz±. 


Ill 

a- 

1 


bove ;     He  chose  my  heart    for     his      a- 


:P=*EE^£f 


~r-r 


f-f-f-i 


bode, 


He  there  becomes  my    dai  -    ly 


frga 


-# — 0 — * — *- 


bread ;  There  on  me  flows      his    heal-  ing 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


15 


&^§^g§5f 


blood,  There  with  his  flesh  my  soul     is      fed. 


No  11,  page  12. 


Though     all       the  power,s  of  hell  sur- 

■—rT-rw---r\-f-f-^fBE£ 


rouud, 


No      e-    vil  will  I       fe- 


* 


r£B 


m 


ar;  For        while   my  Je- 


*-? 


PW 


■\-r-9-r-P4- 


is       my  friend,   No  dan-  ger    can    come 


16 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


Then      bless  -    ed      Je  -    sus 


s> —  i- 


££=£ 


■OB 


3^ 


dwell  with      me, 


And  make  me 


*Zj: 


ISC 


S3 


=3: 


burn  with    love        of 


thee 


Oh 


1 


i-t£-» 


z      gjgznzigzjg:  :rzp_"  tzrz:?:; : 

^_^l_rlWzjZ tZt 


bless-   ed  Je-  sus  live  with  me, 


tzw. 


-J 1 


Oh 


^  ^  i  r^L—CLP  '         ^ 

bless-  ed  Je-        sus      live    with  me  :     Till 


0        ^-f— ^ — # ^ — W  ~ 


I       may  die  and    live  with  thee, 


Till 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


17 


;^e£ 


j^rz 


ti 


ft: 


I     may       die      and     live        with  thee. 


No.  12,  page  14. 


■* 


4»— #'t»- 


Can     it  be  that  my  God  Comes  down  from 


»-*'-»t*-— j-*- 1  Js»=:ff-*-BrFf 


hea-ven  !  Makes   my  heart  his  a-bode,  To  me  ia 


i — rr^t 


-VILWi 


gi  -    yen  !  Yes,         yes,  with  -  in     my  breast 

>      15 


t-g — p r# — jr.  "#~t 


Soon  shall  my       Jc  -  sus  rest,  Soon  shall  ho 
2* 


18 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


— is 1 1 9 i — i m 1 1 i--r 


be      my  guest,   Nor  thence  be      dri  -     yen 


No.   13,  page  17. 


l*r£ZMm 


Take  me,     my  Je-  sus     to    heav'n, 


y      i^w*iM] 

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t  :   i.      ": 

m -#—  9— 

1    -^    * 

_-Pti^_6t. 

9           £>      -H:      ' 

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To         the  land    of    un-change-  a  -    ble 


-J-g-iH*-*— 


love, 


1        I 

Let         wings     to        my 


-?~ 


spi  -  rit        be    given, 


To 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


19 


Boar 


to  my   coun-  try 
3 


a-  bove 


I  am    wea  -  ry    of    life,  and  would  fain 


All    its  joy s  and 


its     sor-rows  now  le- 


ave  :     I'd      flee     from  this   val-ley  of  paiD, 


Bliss 


ter  -  nal  from  thee    to     re- 


g^x-^tt^ 


ceive. 


Then 


take     me  my 


20 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


EjifiSlli 


Je-  sus,  to      hea 


P    T          N 

9         0 

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take  me,  my    Je  -  sus,    to      heaven. 


No.  14,  page  17. 


-# 


3 ^v; 


0  what  could  my  Jesus  do  more,        Or 


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par- 

z:q^  n^n  _,#  !•_»_"& 

* 

fib          «»^»  r  i     r^r  #^ 

-Li-JC*. 

what  greater  bless-ing    im-  part  ? 


O, 


w=s5¥=£-- 


ei-lence,  my  soul,  and  a-  dore, 


And 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


21 


press  him  still  nearer  thy  heart. 


'Tis 


^Sn^-iTZ? 


Bfe^^F^ 


Since 


here  from  my  la-  bors  I'll      rest, 
he  makes  my  poor  heart  his  a  -  bode ;      To 


him  all  my  cares  I'll  ad-dress, 


And 


2ZZKJU 


znczn 


i 


speak  to  the  heart  of  my  God. 


22 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


PART  THIRD 


HYMNS  OF  JOY  AND  PRAISE. 
No,  15,  page  20. 


zzpfcqs 


tzze: 


■f— w— f- 


t 


~wrr—w 


w        & 


Thee,  sove-reign  God  !      we    grate  -  ful 


A       &       as       *" 

L^ i=] 

EmFS 

!               U 

p      p 

\S>      P       P       P, 

praise,    And  greet 

&~&jpzz 


thee,      Lord 


fes  -        tive  lays  ; 


To      thee,  great 


El 


"«     rti — p — r 


fczff 
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f— r 


God,  earth's  bound-less  frame,  With   echoes 


a      »      r 


S| 


sounds    im-mor- 


tal  fame  j 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


23 


—     #__ — * , # _ 

— m-9 —  -, ^—     ^      ^ r— : 


Lord      God 


of 


hosts 


the 


heaven-  ly      powers     For    thee 


p 


i 


VI- 


brate      the   vault-ed      tow-ers, 


Lord. 


iEfcfetb? 


No.  16,  page  20. 
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£? 


Cherubs  and  seraphs  throned  on  high,     Still 


'-W-J 


rwn 


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^ -^ 


ho  -  ly,  ho  -  ly,     cry.    Both  heaven  and  earth  a- 


24 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


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P-J3—PTP-J- 


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loud,  display  Thy  beau 


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ty,  gran  -  deur  ma- 
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'car  i      " 


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jes  -    ty  ;  Thy  praises  fill  the  a-posties' 


1 


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5QQE 


'UZMl 


fa 


choir  ;   Thee,   sovereign  God  !  we  grateful  praise 


gs 


P-v-^—tj?- 


And  greet  thee,  Lord,  in  fes  -    tive   lays  ;   To 


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~p~p" 


thee,  great  God  !  earth's  boundless  frame,  With 


ech-  oes  sounds  im-  mor-  tal  fame  :        Lord 


SACRED   MELODIES. 

YW-arwrwwvP-p- 


25 


t± 


God  of  hosts,  the  brate  the  vaulted 

heavenly  powers  For  thee  vi- 

wjgngnrm 


lElE 


-&& 


i     i     i     r~r' 
t— |— r— prpr 


towers,  Lord  God  of  hosts,     the 

heavenly  powers  For  thee  vi- 


brate  the  vaulted  towers, 

For  thee  vibrate  the  vaulted  towers. 


No.  17,  page  25. 


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1    "   N  1        * 

jfi  \i  u  #  ^. 

!         1      1      J 

r_m*m   .  :. 

ffh  U  Q  I      r 

#      #   #      • 

r^  i i r  # 

f=S:^d 

^  ^  Um 

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Sweet  is  the  face  of    na  -  ture,  When 


S&, 


K_T 


sp 


flow 


ers    deck    the  vales; 
3 


When 


26 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


air  is  filled  with  fragrance,  Waft-  ed  by  ver-  nal 


:izz_^3 


?ti       w~\      ft 


tf  -9- 


gales,  Yet  zephyrs  vain-  ly  fan  me,  And 


£ 


q^g^p 


flowers  to  groves  invite  ;     And  flowers  to  groves  in- 


1 P* 


Ie4 


vite  ;           With-out  the  smile  of  Je-  sus,  they 

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give   me     no  de  -  light,       Without  the  smile  of 


-p-p p-p- 

Je-sus  They  give  me    no       de-light, 


SACRED    MELODIES. 
No.  13,  page  27. 


27 


0 h* **~ 


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Sol-diers    of  Christ,  a-  rise  ! 


And 


r-f^i&—-f-f- 


1 — n 


put  jour  armor  on, 


*-*—* 


Strong  in 

the  strength  which 


God  sup-plies  through  his  e  -  ter  -  nal  Son. 


T=-r± 


e—0—e 


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Strong     is  the  Lord   of  hosts,  and  in  his  mighty 


r=5=fr 


3T 


r — *i — L~ 


power ;  Who  in  the  strength  of  Je  -  sus  trusts,  is 


£5- 


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than 


con  -    que  -  ror. 


28 


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SACRED   MELODIES. 
No.  19,  page  28. 


f  -.-a-?- 


Wake,  for  shame,  my  slothful  heart,  Wake,  and 


y 

#    &  r  r 

-r—p-v—jr 

TZ^ZTZ^: 

glad-ly  sing  thy 

part ;  Learn 

of  birds  and  springs  and 

-9— !       * '  * 

Iin^s __Z 

1 

fa-®T---i-@-W 

-#            1     &  &  ' 

1 

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•/                         & 

& 

flow-ers 

,  How  to   use     thy      no-ble  powers. 

VJ                1^4 

"  K      Ri       ~~~ 1^~T^     " 

ra-FzJ'z 

-J—m—-^-^—0—m- 

i 1 — m~r  - 

9             | 

•/ 

p 

* 

Hark  !  my  soul,  how  ev  -   e  -  ry  thing  Strives  to 


serve    our  beauteous 

King  ;  Each  a  dou-ble  tri  -  bute 


pays,  Sings  its  part,  and  then     o  -  beys. 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


No.  20,  page  31. 


&5 


m 


The  Lord  him-self,   the  mighty  God,  Vouch- 


safes  to    be   my    guide ;     The  Shepherd 

by  -whose 


8 


rj-  H~ — r  J — i — □ "  ~ 


con-  stant  care      My  wants 

are     all     sup- 

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jf\             h* 

f/A             1           | 

r~     l»  <p     t 

t-±   0-0 

vy/                  1 

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w 

?   1        9 

gent-  ly  there  re  -   pose  ;  Then  leads  me  to  cool 


shades,  and  where  Refreshing  -wa-ter  flows. 


30 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


— , — r_^|-p_i  r 

^-^--:g:=nzg+:#T--n_,n=ni  - 


does    my    wan 

-  dering     sou! 

re-claim,  And 

fj 

•T 

1       4P 

to  his  end-less     praise,     Instructs  with  humble 


~T 


3il 


zeal    to  walk  In        his  most  righteous  way. 


PART  FOURTH 


HYMNS   FOR   FESTIVALS    THROUGHOUT 
THE  YEAR. 

FOR   LENT. 

No.  21,  page  38. 


t^^P^f-e-Pz^f 


WZMZWOgESL 


J_j 


Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee. 


re-  pent  -  ant,  to   the    skies 


Scarce 


i=Sc^?E§i-' 


f_J ^      t^      ss*      p1 


Scarce  "\ve  lift  our  streaming  ey  - 

Q:zzzz~z:^zz!§in5— 
%-  0 ' — f- — ^ — ® — J — 


Scarce   we    lift  our  stream-ing   eyes. 


All    is    but     va  -  ni 


32 


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SACRED    MELODIES. 


-0—9-0-0-9-p 


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each  en-  chant-ing  scene  That  charms  the  mortal 


^£ 


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eye,      Is      enip-ty,  fleet-ing,     and    is  vain, 


feE 

=rrr 

i 

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This     bril-liant,  outward  show,  Pompous  glit- 


-Trw~w~w~w 

'9~\ — i    i    r; 


grg^g 


5 


EP 


*-*++-*-*-*-*- 

—&-&-&-& 


ter,  And  wealth  Soon  or  later,  Though 

and  treasure's  glow,  dazzling  to  the 


£ p— I »— a 

1 gZgjrn 


eye,  Shall  from  our  grasp  e-      lu  -  sive     fly. 


SACRED    MELODIES. 
PASSION    WEEK. 

No.  23,  page  34. 

0 # 


33 


£ 


IS 


.-/ 


Chris-tians,  who     of        Je  -   sus'  sor  -      rows 

i r — ^ 


f— w 


-#*- 


Come     the      dole  -  ful  tale     to        hear 


or A i 


?—w 


i      r 


I 


See  what  streams  of    blood  pour  for  us  ! 


11 

i      '     .  ■ 

JF\     9        *% 

*     *             \ 

m\j   "_r &__ 

p  r  f  **- 

& 

Blend,    ah    blend     at     least 


a       tear. 


'- 


^m 


Lo  !     for  your  own       sins     de  -    vot  -      ed 


r—f    &\r_ 


'-r11* 


Bleeds  the       vie  -    tim     from  on         high. 
3* 


Fa 


34 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


ggg^a 


By  his     suffer-  ings      an  -    i  -  mat  -        ed, 


~GL 


QAJfet 


For      hiin      live     and  for     him      die. 


No.  24,  page  44. 


33 


Al  -  le  -  lu  -  ia,  Al  -  le  -         la 


m 


ia.        Young     men     and       maids 


1-^- 


+—v 


I         I 


I       r 


±t 


joice     and  sing :    The  King  of  heaven,  the 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


35 


&=?;fEF£:F=tE 


ESeS 


2: 


glo-rious  King,  This  day      from  death    rose 


;b 


tri  -     umphing,         Al  -   le  - 


lu-  ia. 


^.J- 


le  -  lu  -  ia, 


le  -   luia. 


ASCENSIOX. 

No.  25,  pag-c  48. 


1 — 


£g 


Come,  let     us     lift      our  joy- ful  eyes  Up 


P  P  P  m 


m 


to  the  eourts  a-bove.       And  smile  to  see      the 


36 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


* Tl gr-p-(— #-f#T-' #~t 


Father  there,  Upon  a  throne    of  love.         The 


Ni  ^ 

JL  m    r      ***    "   '  * 

|0_...                         . 

9   j^L     \    r       i 

peace  -  ful     gates     of     heaven  -  ly  bliss  Are 

.0      _       !*_        #      a      -     m 

-jfr— i^ — i^s — | f — a-  F.  -H    h — sr" - 

fffi      1       #1         L*»      U      1 

1            I       1       1 

\S7   *               ^                        ^ 

0 

pen- ed    by 


the  Son 


High 


let 


mzsL 

us    raise     our    notes   of  praise,  And 


*— ■ w-F-p-wr 

-T^^^pr^.. 

m\        0    i      *    v    \ 

p   •    °   e   a 

^  #    •      ^               > 

reach  the  Al  -  migh  -  ty  throne.  High  let       us 


m~g  -o^jsa&jzri 


$  -& 


S&- 


■p      4T 

lift  our   notes  of  praise, 

And  reach  the  Almighty  throne, 


♦ 


SACRED    MELODIES. 
PENTECOST. 

No.  26,  page  6. 


37 


gs^sjj^gii 


Vo  -  ni     Sanc-te 

!     Spi  -        ri  -  tus, 

\J                             I        a 

^  J    «i— j-f- 

Et 


mit  -  te         cse  -  li  -  tus, 


£ 


*— ^: 


Lu 


Tu  -     se         ra  -      di  -  um ; 


— s— ja?d? — toe 


Ve- 


Pa  -     ter  pau  -         pe-rum, 


■r—f — ' — P— 


i 
Ye- 


s=Kg 


■p  s: 


Da  -    tor       niu  -  ne-  rum, 


f — * 


I 


»: 


Ve        ni       Lu  -    men      cor 


di  -  um. 


38 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


t 


TRINITY   SUNDAY. 

No.  27,  page  49. 


pH 


Let  us  give  im-mor  -  tal      praise      To 


—I — m—A — <- 

0—0 G—Ogf-  - 


God  the      Fa  -  tier's 


<S> 


:& 


love,  For 

-. r-#ai-,-^ 

0 


t-p 


—0 — &*]1 


all  our  blessings  here,      And  "better  hopes  a- 


:-d 


bove.       He 


:5EEt 


sent      his 


W-J- 


1 


TZrJf 


E  -    ter  -    nal      Son, 


±e 


^r 


To      die      for 


8ms 


Which  we     have  done.    He  sent 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


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limns 

his    own  E  -  ter-  nal   Son,  To         die      for 


f 


^ 


¥w~f   £  w-n — E~ E55 


sins  Which         we        have      done. 


CORPUS   CHRISTI. 

No.  28,  page  9. 


:fcfc= 


^e-i— f 


-,©— =— , 


^ 


A-  do- 

ro        te   sup-  plex              la- 

\#                    ' 

r    r  s#  •  r^~ 

/        *'       4         1               1 

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i      *  "i       i 

#h  *     p  «•    m 

P^             ! 

i 

vy>  [    ^  ■ 

. 

tens      De  -       i  -  tas,      Quce  sub   his  fi  -      gu- 

'1  f 


pis      ve  -      re 


la  -         ti-  tas, 


Ti- 


40 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


e=c 


I       yTr~~f 


9-m  9 


3* 


i 


bi  se  cor  me-um   to  -  turn 

sub-ji-cit,           Qui- 

f"£S 

a      te  contemplans    to 


f~r~\ — i " 
r~-~p-      pi 


:r 


H    5  "15 

^ 

t.  A-  do-re-mus  in  fe  -  ter-num   sanc-tissi 


*=**¥*■ 


num      sane  -   tissi-mum    Sa  -   cramentum. 


BJo.  29,  pag-e  13. 


gZ7J=£=i 


^: 


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Saving  host,  we  fall  be-  fore  thee,  Trusting 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


41 


p — -^ 

nzzp 


^m 


in  our  Saviour's  word  ;  Thee  we  own  the  Lord  of 


SE 


>-ff*- 


glo  -       ry,   Thee  we   own   our      sove-reign 


gjrrf 


Lord,       Thee     we         own   the     Lord 

of 

ti*i&F&m 

it 

glory,   Thee  we      own      our  sovereign  Lord. 


■*r#- 


8 


No.  30,  page  7. 


:r-e^=-7f-,*^ 


iss 


Ky  -    ri  -  e  e  -         lei  -       son. 

Pa  -    ter  do  coe  -     lis  Be  -  us 

Cor  Je  -  su 

4* 


42 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


Chris  - 
mi  -  se 
mi  -  se 


"S? 


le- 
no  - 
no  - 


1  -  son. 
bis. 
bis. 


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/  '     1        J       * 

i  -    § 

i 

m-&- — m—4- 

i       i      I 

"5=E" 

Chris  -  te 

Filii      ve 
Cor       Je -  su 


au  -   di    nos.        Chris  - 
mun  -  di   Deus      mi  -  se  - 
ver  -  bo  Dei,  &c. 


re 


31 


in 


au  -   di  -  nos. 
no  -  bis. 


CHRISTMAS. 

No.  31,  page  41. 


To   worship  thy  Redeemer's  birth,  Cre« 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


43 


ation's  works  a  -  rise  ;     The  heavenly  host  a- 


PpfeS: 


9  9  9' 
I  f" 
p — V 


t 


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loud  pro-claims  The   na-tal   day     of  Christ. 

522= 


3£E^^^ffi| 


Come,  gra  -  ti  -  tude  and  love,     Come  an  -   i- 


j — — — ^— p=— — h — z^i^r^ti — i — *g-jg- 

ir ■■■ —    &~~&~^ 

mate  our  tongues  ; 

A     God  incarnate  from  above  Dc- 


wv h — rr'#~"h — ^ 


mauds  our  loftiest  songs  A   God, 


L     9     P—J 

r—\ — p~r 


God  in  -  carnate   from 


a  -  bove      Be  - 


44 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


tZW 


^ms 


mands     our    lof  -    tiest,  sweet  -    est  songs. 


PART    FIFTH. 

IN  HONOR  OF  THE  BLESSED  VIRGIN  MARY, 
No.  32,  page  51. 


Sane  -      ta  Ma  -  ri  -       a,  Sane  -  ta    De-  i 


z#zfir-^Ezr:i£zE 


-  ni  -  trix,  Sane  -  ta    vir-go  vir  -    ginum, 


i 


■P-w 


fc* 


*M? 


je^s 


O  -      ra        pro      no  -  bis,      0  -      ra     pro 


LED    MELODIES. 


45 


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no  -  bifc,       0 


^5 

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ra       pro       no  -      bis, 


t 

ra  pro 


"I 

rz 


bis, 


0  -        ra  pro      no 


bis. 


No.  33,  page  51. 


=% 


4,zz^:t—t—v 


:srj-e=3=£ 


— ; — ^ 


Sane  - 

ta    Ma  -  ri  -                    a, 

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&&  Jlj,!^; 

/             *     &     0 

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....        .-        # 

Sancta   De  -  i   gen  -       i  -     trix,  Sancta  virgo 


46 


.SACRED    MELODIES. 


vir  -  gi  -  num, 


^ — fh — i^~ 


■ft 


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0- 


pro 


IP" 
bis,      0 


p~~~i — ~r~r 


ra     pro     no  -    "bis, 

9 


— # i~ h# — i"  ~r~w~r 

— i — #z±c:~ #-  :g — ^ 
»  h  I 


pro      no  -       bis. 


No,  34,  pag-e  54. 


BACKED    MELODIES, 


47 


De  -  i     ma  -  ter    al  -    ma,  Atque  sem-  per 


ta.         At  -  que  sem  -  per 


-*-*■ 


=J 


go,   Fe  -  lix   coe  -  li      por  -   ta. 


No.  35,  page  54. 


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IzflP ~m -*■ 


9JgJ~r~WW " 


'WW 


A  -  ve  ma  -    ris  stel-  la  !    De  -    i  ma-  ter 


48 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


Fe  -      lix    coe  -    li  por  -  ta.  At-  que  sem-per 


#V* 


ar  -        <v /*,  m    g* 

r-  \j    w~wr\    r~& 
p g 


Pt^ 


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vir  -  go,     Fe  -      lix  coe  -    li   por  - 


ta. 


No,  36,  pag-e  56. 


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Bright       mo  -     ther      of 
'W 


our 


Ma  -  ker,  hail !  Thou  vir  - 


gin  e  -    ver 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


49 


blest,  The  ocean's  star  by  -which  we    sail,  And 


s 


«*« 


P P    P 
Gabriel's  mouth  rehearse  ;  Prevail  that  peace  our 


lot    may  be,  And  E 


va's  name  re  -  verse. 


'ok              No 

nit     & 

37,  page  57 

TL^-*-T? 

fi—0-9 

£&=* 

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tts    \    r    r  w 

1         I       1 

.^  4  i      p 

.    P     P 

Children  of  Ma  -        ry,  high  your  voices 
5 


50 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


-&— 


:*l_*l_ 


raise  !  Ye     on  whom  she 


cast 


ten-  der    eve  ;     Chil  -  dren  of       God,        sing 


her    im  -  inor  -  tal  praise,  And  all     ex  -  alt 


her  glo  -  ry   to      the  sky,  And  all  exalt  her 

Fin. 


-&- 


EF5 


glo  -        ry         to      the  sky.     I       see, 


cend  -   ing      to   her  glorious  throne,  The  fer 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


51 


p-  r  *  -&-^Er — F~-  £-t£ 


vent  prayer  of  every  faithful  child,   Each  heart  e- 


as 


recta  an  al  -  tar  to  her  name.  Where  Mary 


-m— ^-0— 

ha—0 0 


I 


s 


lives    in 


ver  -      last  -     ing    fame. 


No,  38,  pagre  59. 


~$%r 


Hail,  Ma-  ry,  Queen,  and  Virgin  pure  !  With 


~§lIII  I__i* 


) p-9-^- 


•=*£$+ 


eve  -  ry  grace  replete  ;   Hail,  kind  pro- tee-tress 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


VJ 

■• 

1L  * 

!• 

to_i     ... js i **. 

1             i^_   P" 

£          0       *    • 

of   the  poor !   Pi  -  ty   our  nee  -  dy 


■js    n~-~] 


^-^--J* 


^_S 


# — #~#" 


state,  Pi  -  fey    our   nee  -  dy  state, 


Pi- 


JT — 1 ?*H^ 

_      J^     ^^ 

275  #    £  #   i  #~ 

w ^*-r- 

•1                    * 

ty  our  nee  -  dy  state,  Hail,  kind  pro-tec-  tress 


9-9—9 


i ^n — rt~i — Bifflri—  ~a> — £ — T 

-. — ^~i~i      i — r~T;2_#~"#~ 


of  the  poor !  Pi  -  ty  our  nee  -  dy  state. 


No.  39,  page  71. 


-# 


-8-*— 


gm 


25 


0,     blest  fore'er  the  Mo-  ther,      And 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


53 


W 


fF 


frTfTf 


Yir-gin  full  of  grace,      Who   bore   our  God  our 


]^ZZ— D 


Bro-ther  !  The        Saviour  of  our      race. 


"X    *~i — 


Sweet     Je-  sus  !  low  be-  fore  thee     We 


-9— 


^ 


fl-fZZ^'Tm^- 


Stand  in  fear  and  lore 


0,    grant  we  may  a- 


dore  thee      In       thy  bright 

realms  a-bove, 
5* 


54 


SAUK  ED    MELODIES. 

No.  40,  page  61. 


IzbS^ 


s? 


P-sr 


m 


wr  w 


i — P-m~i 


gp 

As    the   dewy  shades  of  e-ven  Gather 


o'er  the  balmy  air,  Listen  gentle  Listen 

Queen  of  heaven, 


fw—M  •  jr 


— r 1^- 


to  my  vesper  prayer.  Free  my 

Holy  mother,  near  me  hover ; 


/"  is  W  |s~Pi — zzt- 

n — r-g#~i — r  gf 

thoughts        defiled;  With  cover,  Keep 

from  aught  thy  wings  of  mercy  from 


— w 


r  p  g  i     r— r  s»  ~ 

"g P~P~PT-1^ 

gg 
sin  thy  helpless  dewy  shades 

child.  As  the    '  of  e-ven  Gather 


-A<RED    MELODIES. 


55 


eS^S= 


5=p 


See 


o'er  the  balmy  air,      Lis-ten,  gen-tle   Queen  of 


m 


insiq^LZBcqiZZZp 


-9 — A — & — d — d 


n~~r~ 


hea-  ven,    Lis  -  ten   to    my     yes-  per  prayer. 


No.  41,  page  62. 


:Sqfi 


Ma  -  ry       our     mo-ther  be,     And  hearken 


■srrrigr— ^fc 


ti: 


to   thy   children's 


■#■ 

prayer ;     Marj 

r  -we  turn  to  thee 
0      9      G 

££_B_£_pq 

*-9-j-r-Grz 

//i\                       I 

&  r— ^  ^  r»- 

VJ/ 

p  ,*»      1 

I 

Still  may  vre  find  a     mother's  care.  Mother  dear 


56 


SACRED    MELODIES 


g^=££^F£"  r  ■  p  1 


Lend     a     gracious      ear,  As  thy 

suppliant's  praise 


-ft  -9-jT*  £*?.*' 

-    ~    +    „. 

*        i         tf 

-g — i — p~i — ; 

i 

to      thee  ascends  ;  Virgin  pure,    E-    ver  al- 


USS 


lure,      Till     in  thy  smile  our    life  shall  end. 


No.  42,  pag-e  63. 


it i  p 


is 


P—m 


Ah   Ma-ry,   my  mo-ther,  thou  friend  of  my 


I i r       r_ '       i  


bo 


som,  Methinks  I     behold  thee  in 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


57 


PPS3 


MUM 





glo  -  r y       ar  -  ray'd  :         I        al-vrays   have 


#— T" 


-T-v-rP- 


found  thee  when  life  seemed  so  toil  - 


some, 


1 jjrj- 


T" 


I 


A  gracious  protectress  when-e-  ver      I  strayed. 


No.  43,  page  60. 


L8-     ^ 


1     1 — r 


Fa  -  dinjr,  still  fa-dins:  the  last  beam  is 


rri     1 


•_  < — r~~Tffi — ^  P~r~ r 
1    ^ — >  Wj — 


shin  -   ing  ;      A  -  ve      Ma  -      ri  - 


f~r~r- 
a 


58 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


€i^L*^rz*z: 


day      is   de  -  clin-  ing  ;  Safe  -        ty  and 


^=S#=# 


in  -    no  cenee  flv 


:5- 


~<*~ 


^Z^~-a-r-W-*-^^^W^r-- 


Tempta-  tion  and  dan  -   ger  walk  forth  with  the 


:±i-*M*-«v 


Jk^ZlL 


night  :  From    the     fall      of        the  shade  till 


#~~# 


the  ma-tin  shall  chime, 


Shield  us         from 


:gir#:r<r~## 


dan-ger,  and  save         us  from  crime. 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


59 


i^zi§D^n^:  ] 


A-ve    Ma  -    ri-  a,  audi  nos  !  Ave  Ma-  ri-  a, 


-^', 


— i-.- — ^ — T  *  r — T-I—-T — F 


a  udi  nos !     A 

-    ve     Ma-  ri  -  ft,      0      hear 

when  we  call!  Mo  -  ther      of       Him   who  is 


±-p-p—r- 


£3 


^ 


Sa 


viour  of     all !    Fee-  ble  and 


darkness,  thy  love  be  our  light  •  Let    us  sleep 


60 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


on  thy  breast  -while      'taper  burns 

the  night  And  wake  in  thy 


^  ^ 


ve 

s 


arms  when  the  morning  returns.   A  - 


Ma 


n  -  a,     au- 


di nos  I    A  -      ve 


■   f  f  J"   ? fjarfaa "ErT-=ip.-=r€ 


Ma  -     ri  -  a       au- 


di    nos ! 


No.  44,  page  65. 


A- 


Te        Ma  -  ri  -    a,  guardian 


5ACRED    MELODIES. 


61 


Watch    o  -       ver 


iE§|^HiESj 


chil  -   dren 


to  -   nioht. 


Mother 


. _         LI ^ L 


-I — ?-^ — F     — I — * 

of  the  sin-  less  Son !  Hear  our 


evening  an  -  them 


ve     Ma-  ri  -   a3 

m 


guardian      dear,  Ho-ver  round     thy 


chil  -         dren       here. 
6 


Ho- 


62 


SACKED    MELOJJlES. 


T3=*: 


ne: 


round    thy 


cliil  -  dren 


here. 


No.  45,  page  70. 


^-K~2T 1— 

—^  -— ?—-f—0— &—£--. 

uT)                   ' 

P       k1     !•     i      '      r     . 

SW.                        &     . 

i                            i      i 

Hail,        Ma-   ryl    0, 


how 


— 


i       r     r 


pure  love's  flame  ho-ly,  blissful  name!  What 

Glows  in  that 


thoughts  canfa-thom — words  can  tell  The  sweets  that 


—9 


t — P — o   Trr^-rr- 


from  that  fountain  swell.    Ilnil,  Mary,  morn  and 


SACREDM  .MELODIES. 


63 


noon,  and  eve, 


To      thee  my  wreath  of 


P^P 


I ^  g  ^T 

praise  II  weave  ;        0   when      I   die         stand 

by  my  side,  Watch  and  guide, 

me  and  be  my  guard 


No.  46,  page  68 


Hail     to        the  Mis-  tress  of  the  skies,  The 


+-W-P- 


"SCirilS 


Queen  of  spraphs  bright ;  Our  hopp     in  gloom.  Ma- 


64 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


$? 


2ZI~£ 


#»    i    i  r 


ri  -    a  rise  and  guide  us  un  -  to  light  ! 

While 

iQ:  !   "^ 

n 

#*=*£* 

'IN          d 

— •#  J  U 

:*-#= 

** 

* 

o'er  life's  sea  we  darkly  glide, 

And  fear  and  grief  pre- 


vail,     II  -   lume  our  course, 

our  path  -  way  guide, 


-33r- 


» — 


cheer  us  as  we  sail, 


0     Ma  -     rv,  star     of 
/ys 


1 


o  -   cean's  wave,   0     star      of  ocean's  wave. 


No.  47,  page  58. 


Hail,  heavenly  queen 


hail,    foa  -  my 


BACKED    MELODIES. 


65 


Si 


M 


ocean's   star !      0        be     our  guide 


dif- 


^K&^l 


fuse    thy  beams     a-  far.  Hail,      mother  of 


-£*— Pr-P  w 

Ep£>q 

i — p_i — ^jpt 

m:r~    &  V  y*~\ 

j 

i       k*  ^  a 

God,   a  -  bove  all  virgins  blest ! 

Hail,  happy  gate  of 


9 — r- 


heaven's  e  -    ter-  nal 

rest !     Hail,      foa  -  my 

~&~     «         ?  *     a 

r~    w        ~ 

zri0— 

'JL    £l     _fe^i     r- 

r^    i       w 

un         ^ 

i       i 

r^ 

v 

cean's     star  !  hail,    heavenly    queen  ! 


52: 


■ft) 


1 


0  be  our  guide  to  endless  joys  unseen 

6* 


66 


SACRED  MELODIES. 
No  48,  pag-e  69. 


Holy  Mary,  mother  0  hear    a 

mild !   Hear  ! 


'SEISEX 


feeble  child,  Who  on  life's  tempestuous  sea    Is 


cast  alone,  0  succour  me  ' 


r~r~iP"T 


i 

o'er  me  roll ! 


Waves  of  sorrow 


Storms  of  passion  shake   my  soul  ! 

Dangers  press  on 
JJ 


every  side  !  Star  of  ocean   be  mj    guide. 


i   It*  — 


w 


=§3 


Ho-  ly  Ma-ry,  mother  mild  !  Hear,  0  hear    a 


SAUUCD    MELU1UKS. 


157 


j^Z^ 


r~m 


w-.-t>-r--—t- 

a1 


feeble  child,  Who  on  life's  tempestuous 

sea  Is  cast  a- 


p~.-9— -  — Tn 


-*-&~0T9 


TS^         3 T 


lone,  0  succour  me,       Brightest  in     the  courts 


JOSI 


gels  !      queen  of 


hear !  And  grief  and  tears  will  disap-  pear. 


PACREB    MELODIES. 


PART    SIXTH, 


IN  HONOR  OF  THE  ANGELS  AND  SAINTS. 
No.  49,  page  73. 


^ 


—-3> 


-9-fZ^. 


E? 


s 


0   God,  how  ought  my  grateful  heart  To 


m —  a~^ — i n*— \**i — iwTisr" 

"i — in — r  #~^~r-ri —    r^L"*"3   ;*l 


praise  thy  bounteous  hand, 

Who  send'st  thy  an  -  gel 


5IZ1 


F^ 


"~S" 


ifaE 


from      a-  bove,    To       be        my  guide    and 


35 


i§r 


— r 


i 


friend,       To  be  my  guide  and  friend. 


SACRED    MELODIES. 
No.  50,  page  74. 


saken     The  cbil-dren      of       earth  and   the 
"9    _& 


fond  -     ly  watch  o'er  us  !   O  guard  and   pro- 


70 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


tect      us  !   Blest  an  -  gels     di-  rect    us      to 


f\                            l-» 

# 

p i* — #r 

-p — p     r~ r 
p    p  r 

QL    &       #     "r 

EP— f- 

man-sions      of  bliss.     Blest   an-     gels   di- 


PS 


rect        us      to 


man-sions     of    bliss. 


No.  51,  page  74. 


have       not    for-  sa  -  ken   The  children   of 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


71 


E^P 


p=frr. 
.gzg 


f — i — Ft 


earth      and      the       fall-  en  from  bl?5s  ;    Then 


r~ #-f 


~~1     J 


:g=i-g--g_g^: 


still  •watch  a-round  us,  our      bo 


S^fi 


1      r~ 


'I 1 — r~ 


Tva-  ken  to  thoughts  of  a  world   that      is 


S 


.#_5j_-s: 


n 


bright-  er   than  this.  0       fond  -  ly  -watch 


o'er   us,      0  guard   and      pro  -  tect  us  !  Blest 


P — &~m 

i 1      r 


I^ES 


?~^ 


an  -  gels  di-  rect      us         to  man-sions  of 


72 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


"bliss. 


0  fond  -ly  watch  o'er   us,     0, 

(tar 


&ZJgL 


guard  and      pro  -  tect     us  !  Blest  an-gels    di- 


t—f^-P 


& 


rect  us 


to 


mansions      of  bliss. 


No.  52,  page  75. 


Ho  -  ly   Pa-  tron !  thee     sa-  lut  -  ing, 


Here  we      meet,     with  hearts  sin-cere ; 


SACRED   MELODIES. 


73 


Blest      St.  Jo  -  seph,   all      u  -  nit 


ing 


q* 


>=£=£ 


2 


Call      on  thee        to    hear        our  prayer. 


7  V  gf-EP^R^^ 

Hap  -        py  saint,  in  bliss         a  -  dor  -   ing 


r    C  f  r  fig  f  f .  r  ^F 


Je  -     sus,   Sa  -  vi  -  our     of        mankind, 


jH--f- 

.f-f- 

=f> 

» 

f- 

- 

W     "- 

i 

4-f-r 

1 

-Ir1 

Hear      thy      children      thee       im-  plor  -  ing ; 


II 


=Fr=3 


^^ 


May      we      thy      pro  -  tee  -    tion  find. 
7 


74 


,6-6-'- 


SACRED   MELODIES. 
No.  53,  page  75. 


t- 


;s=* 


Ho  -       ly      Pa  -     tron,     thee   sa- 

:---r--Frf: 

— i h- 1 1 — 


lut  -     ing,  Here  we  meet    with  hearts     sin- 


I^-T~'-"-^ 

p=F=f=P=F 

f&>    '            * 

'I            p 

vw           i 

Blest      St.     Jo  -  seph,   all        u 


r::f 


nit  -  ing,  Call  on  thee   to    hear  our  prayer. 


P^£ 


Hap  -  py  saint,   in  "bliss 

a  -     dor  -  ing 

1 

r    rr 

7L^T    ^   *   ft-    P^«- 

1             ' 

zn     CZI'rt 

Serf*  ■•■■  siL 

& 

— *s* 

Je  -  sus,      Sa-  viour    of      mankind,  Hear  thy 


SACKED    MELODIES. 


75 

"ft 


chil-dren   thee      im  -  plor  -     ing,    May     we 


*n 


thy         pro  -  tec  -    tion 


find. 


No.  54,  pag-e  76. 


'^-^V-f 


0     thou    great    favorite     of  the  heavenly 


-(£?-,- 


i — r~H»f 


King,  Who,  now  transport-  ed     to   the 

fc?2- 

realms   a  -  bove,      Whose  choirs  ce  -  les  -      tial 


=g^=l^g|^ 


76 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


V    a                                  ^ 

.         ......  j     ^ 

X  r  *  «  ^  *  •  J^ 

i         1      i    i. 

ff5  Lj  '   •    *  '    rf  #  « 

-i.      5^ 

Sp  N     v     %T      * 

loud      thy        glo  -      ries      sing, 


E^=S 


Re  -      ceive      the 


tri-bute      of     our 


afccrH 


s^- 


s= 


praise       and    love, 


Re  -  ceive     the 


P-9 


Pe 


St 


tri  -  bute      of       our     praise     and  love. 


No.  55,  pag-e  77. 


r — i — +-9 1 — 33-#— ^^n§  - 

~i t?— p~t #~r* *_jzt 


The  youth  who  wealth  and     courts     dea- 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


77 


JL. 


£=«Q=fc 


pised, 


His   spot-  less  mind  a 


p p_ 


bove 


to 


raise  ;       Who       eve-  ry 


-** 


H 


>ing       thought    chas  -    tised — 


1 1         I 1 


;Tis      A  -    lo  -   y  -      sius   claims         our 


W ±r=2d=C__-r± 


lays. 


'Tis        A-    lo 


y  -        sius 


^# 


I 


claims   our  lays.   A  -       mia  -    ble 


and 


78 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


an  -        gelic  youth,      A  - 


lo-y 


us  pray         for      us. 


No. 

56,  pag-e  78. 

^      9               1 

0      ye      an  -  gel 


ic      bands,      at  - 


Pj> 


1 &~T 

PS 


f& 


tend  !         From  heaven's  high      ex-  alt-  ed 


S=g , 

spires,  "With  m  oi'tal  ac  -      cents       deign       to 


t 


m 


SACKED    J1EI.0DIKS. 


79 


I  C  g  p  C  gFpH^T1^ 


blend       The      voice  of  your    har-  mo-  nious 

1 — f-p ?—- 


Ik 


In      ear-  ly      life's   most    ten  -   der 


state, 


_t_ *^r ^~i!z:ri 

O     thy  de-  signs,    how  great,     0 


God !  Young  Stan-is  -    laus      could   em 


_A    •       »                 A       *     ~P 

0 

"TJ  (      r    m    r    \      i 

1         9                                  T 

"P— 1 *~ £— <T~#t 

-  _  ^_| ( (•— y-4- 

VVJy 

i*  i*   U»   k*»r 

late  The  virtuous  path  that  saints  have 


EE£EggEiEEE^FE| 


trod,       The  virtuous  have    trod, 

path  that  saints 


80 


SACRED    MELODIES. 
No.  57,  page  79. 


#~  & fe ^~4pJ 

E±E3E=3r 


With  grateful  hearts,  And 

let's  all  combine, 


:E 


§ 


sing       to-  day     our  choicest  lays,  Let's  all  in 

W» ^T' 


a—?-* 


— b— ns 


rzrzz 


j? 


tune  -  ful     ac  -    cents  join,      To  sound  the 


9~&H& 


rr- 


rz ^zrzzzcd: 


great  Xa-  ve-  rius  praise.  Let's  all     in  tuneful  ac- 


"i      i      '~'~zp.zg: 


SeSe^I 


cents  join,      To  sound  the 

great  Xa  -  ve  -       rius 


pEgg^Egg 


praise. 


Xa-verius,  great  Lo-  yo  -     la's 


9~9 


SACRED    MELODIES 


81 


&=?\\ 


6on, 


By  words  divine  from  error  gained,  By 


p-m 


m-P 


+s=z=£z£^z:£ 


fer  -    vor        soon  the  The  earth  oner 

conquest  won, 


\J 

^      -  - 

wrR  ■ —       ~~ i        ""fit- ^ 

loved,  he  soon  dis  dain  -     ed 


hearts,  let's  all      com-bine, 


*    V    I 


W.1 


And  sing 

-3— | @ 


to-day      our     choicest    lays,  Let's  all  in 


tune  -  ful       ac  -    cents       j< 


To 


82 


SACRED    MELODIES. 


■# ?   i     0 — 

1 m~r — *»— ! — & 

— . 


WIZ3L 


sound  the  great  Xave  -  rius  praise.  Let's  all     in 


Q                          ...                                    ~    m®~ 

£   -,  *= 

l-RHcfeE1-!^ 

r^ 

tune  -  ful  ac  -         cents     join, 


To 


sound  the  great    Xa  -  ve 


&ZI&: 


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rius  praise. 


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94  CONTENTS. 


CONTENTS. 

In  the  Sacred 
Melodies. 

Hymns  to  the  H.  Ghost, from  page  3  to  7 

'        "      B.  S  acrament  and  for  H.  Com- 
munion, from  page  7  to  21,  and   page  89 
"        "      of  Praise  and  Joy, 22  to  30 

FOE  THE  FESTIVALS  THROUGHOUT  THE  YEAR 

Page. 

Hymns  for  Christmas, 42 

"        "     Lent, SO  &  31 

"        "    Passion  Week,    33 

"        "     Easter, 34 

"         "     Ascension, '■ 15 

"        "     Pentecost, 37 

■■        "     Trinity  Sunday, 58 

"        "     Corpus  Christi, 39  to  41 

"        "     Sacred  Heart  of  Jesus, 41 

?        of  the  B.  V.  Mary, 44  to  69 

"  «  "         "         91  &93 

"  "        Angels  and  Saints, 68  to  72 

"  *•         St,  Joseph,    72  to  76 

"  "         St.  Aloysius, 76 

"  "        St.  Stanislaus  Kostka, 78 

"  "         St.  Francis  Xaverius,    80 

"         St.Patrick,   , 82 

"  "        St.  Rose  of  Lima, 84 

"  "        St.  Cecilia,  85 

**        for  Confessors     88 


1XDKX.  95 

ALPHABETICAL    INDEX 

'.'«r<-  in  tha 
5.  S    Hymn  Boole. 

Adoro  te  suppiex, 9 

All  is  but  vanity,   37 

Ave  maris  Stella, 54 

As  the  dewy  shades, 61 

Ave  Maria,  guardian, 65 

Bright  Mother  of  our,    56 

Blest  Spirits  of  light,    • 74 

Come  Holy  Ghost, 4 

Can  it  be  that  my  God,    14 

Christians,  who  of  Jesus, 34 

Come  let  us  lift  our, 48 

Children  of  Mary, 57 

Fading,  still  fading,   • 60 

First  floweret  of  the  desert, 81 

Hark,  my  soul  how, 28 

Hail,  heavenly  queen,   58 

Hail  Mary,  Queen  and  Virgin. 59 

Hail  to  the  mistress. 68 

Holy  Mary,  mother  mild, 69 

Hail  Mary,  0  how  pure, 70 

Holy  Patron,  thee  saluting, 75 

Hibernia's  champion,    80 

Hail  virgin,  dearest  Mary, 10 

Litany  S.  Heart, 7 

Let  us  give  immortal, 49 

;  33        Litany  of  B.  V.M., 51 

Let  the  deep  organ,    82 

8,  9       My  God,  my  life,  10 

Mary  our  mother  be, $2 


96  INDEX. 

Nfs'  of  Page  in  the 

*"*■  S.  S.  Hymn  Book. 

14  O  what  could  my  Jesus, 17 

42  0  Mary,  my  mother, 63 

39  0  blest  forever, - 71 

49  0  God,  how  ought  my, 73 

54  0  thou  great  favorite, 76 

56  0  ye  angelic  bands, 78 

2,  3.  &  5       Spirit  Creator, 3 

29  Saving  host,  we  fall, 13 

17  Sweet  is  the  face, 25 

18  '     Soldiers  of  Christ, 27 

21  Saviour,  when  in  dust, 38 

1 1,  62  Though  all  the  powers, 12 

13  Take  me,  my  Jesus, 17 

15,  16  Thee,  sovereign  God, 20 

20  The  Lord  himself, ;  31 

61  This  day  with  gladness, : 32 

31  To  worship  thy  Redeemer, * 41 

55  The  youth  who  wealth, 77 

1  Veni  Creator  Spiritus, 3 

26  Veni  Sancte  Spiritus,    6 

10  What  happiness  can  equal, 11 

67  With  grateful  hearts  let's  all, 79 

24  Young  men  and  maids, 44 


ALL  HYMNS  OF 

12  Syllables  may  be  adapted  to  aire  No.  42,  51. 

10        "            "                "  ««            47,54. 

8        "            "                "  "            40,  46,  56.  60 

8  &  G  Syllables              "  "           31,  32,  36. 

7  &  6     "                         "  "            17,  39. 

6            "                         «  «            6,  7,  8,  it.  34  35.  64. 


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